Was there really any doubt? Did anyone actually
believe that Kentucky would fail to bring home the hardware this year? Wasn’t selecting any other team to win
the national championship basically just a shot at Calipari?
As Kansas stormed back in the waning moments of Monday
night’s game, I wonder how many naysayers rose up from their seats, jacked up
the television volume, and braced themselves for the vindicating
I-told-you-he-can’t-get-it-done moment.
Kansas was about to become his New York Giants, the personification
of the forces of good triumphing against the
symbol of all that is wrong with college basketball.
Except here’s the problem: Calipari hasn’t done anything wrong.
