17 Hours

I love college basketball. Always have. The sheer amount of emotion that’s put into play during games is intense. You have to love it. If you don’t, that’s your opinion, but I’m almost certain that your heart is black and your mind is in a tizzy.

Thanks to school being called off today due to snow, it’s been a day full of college basketball (what else is there to do? Can’t drive anywhere due to the peril of the weather, and there’s nothing else to do besides read, which is what I usually do when I watch sports anyhow).

At 10 AM, Pennsylvania and Drexel played, with Drexel squeaking out a 66-64 win. I’m not too familiar with either team’s players (though I won’t be forgetting Drexel’s tumble with Duke a few years ago, which was highly entertaining to watch), but a Drexel player missed a free throw with about 21 seconds left that gave Drexel a chance.

Freshman Zack Rosen drove the length of the court, took a few steps into the key with a left dribble, flipped the ball to his right and threw a pass to a cornering player that drilled a three, drawing the score 65-63.

Drexel came back down, hit one free throw, and missed the other. 66-63.

Zack Rosen jacked up a horrible shot with two seconds remaining, and was sent to the line. The freshman missed the first shot, drilled the second, intentionally missed the third, and a Pennsylvania player nearly (well, he missed by about a foot, but that’s besides the point) scored with a floater in the key.

That’s only a preview of what’s to come as the season unwraps now to ensue.