Ernest Hemingway reconfirms my thoughts about the Jayhawks

hemingway.jpgWhile E has graciously slurped Kansas’ collective nuts all season, I’ve yet to fall victim to their sheer athleticism. (Well , I suppose I have, just not to the degree he has. Also, the Jayhawks will probably be cutting down the nets in San Antonio because I’m writing this. So it goes.)

But finally, I’ve figured out what my problem has been with my aversion to the squad all year. As Ernest Hemingway tell us over at McSweeney’s today, never trust men from the plains.

I do not trust men from the plains. They have no beasts to hunt. They have no stormy seas to tame. They have no mountains to climb. There is nothing in their lives that tests their constitutions. Men without tests are not men. Coach Bill Self has shown this. In two of the last three years, he has been pistol-whipped by teams in the first round. That does not happen to real men. I have no strong opinion of junior guard Brandon Rush, but I doubt he could juke a marlin with his dribble. This team is left without honor in the first round.

Sadly, some of the same stuff herein could be said about Indiana right now. Although one time I swear I saw a bear, a sabertooth tiger and a deer walking through Dunn Meadow. You may say that was just that play they were staging and those were costumes; I will say that sabertooth tiger looked real and I was scared for my life.

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