So everyone has their story about what happened during the Cards exciting 18 point comeback in the last 5+ minutes Saturday afternoon. This is mine…
I gave up the first time the deficit reached 18. Marquette hit another shot and Louisville was looking more the part of punching bag than fighter. Pizza had been ordered 20 minutes before hand and my wife and I had entered the “who’s gonna blink first showdown” stage about picking it up. Those of you with significant other know this stage. There is some nasty task that needs undertaken (letting the dog out, cleaning the toilet, changing a noticeably dirty diaper etc.) and both parties ignore the existence of said task until one of the parties cracks and just friggin’ does it.
With 9 minutes, some Marquette guy or another made a jumper putting them up 15. I had seen enough and I was hungry for that buffalo chicken pizza waiting no doubt already boxed up and under the warmer up the street. So I blinked. I went for my shoes and my wife gave the token, “no, no I can get it- watch your game.” I told her not to worry, this one is over and it’s just as well I stop watching now anyway. By the time I left, Johnson-Odom made the layup all the local sportscasts have been showing all week to give Marquette the infamous 18 point lead.
Paul Rogers sounded subdued as I drove up to the parlor and got out. As I got out of the car I heard him give a mildly excitable account of a Van Treese dunk. Once inside, while they were sorting out my order(which was already boxed up and waiting under the warmer), I caught some flashes of something or other on the plasma TVs around the place, but nothing that made me take notice.
I heard something about “7 straight points” as I got into my car after a stop to pick up some cola and then a 3 point shot by Knowles. The Cards were down 8. I think this is a game. I hurried inside arms full of pizza.
Somehow my UK fan of a wife had been distracted while I was gone and did not change the channel to whichever Real Housewives or “Jersey” related show that was no doubt on some cable channel. I wasn’t going to turn the channel now.
Chris Smith starts getting every defensive board, the offense is at full speed on Preston(Knowles) highway, as he can’t miss. Then he hits the mother of all heat check shots. That twisting 28-footer over two defenders that didn’t hit rim, and if it hit net, it grazed it. Dead-center and the Cards now down 3.
We know what happened from there. I’m eating pizza, watching in amazement. Even my wife can’t deny the drama of this comeback. You could see Kuric was wide open before Preston could for the three defenders in his vision. You knew he should pass, but you know what, Preston had the triple team beat as well. He could have made the runner, but passed instead to Kuric for the easy lay-in. WOW.
The biggest comeback I was ever in as a player(and by as a player I mean waving a towel on the bench) was a 12 point comeback in 2:35 in high school in Ohio. The game was getting close to clean-up time(which would have meant some PT for me baby) when the other team started throwing it around the gym and we started making it from everywhere.
This wasn’t like that. The Cards just started playing awesome and Marquette stopped. The run was ignited by a couple turnovers, but was cemented by solid offensive and defensive execution. They rebounded, defended, passed and shot so well the last 5 minutes, it makes you wonder what the heck the first 35 minutes or first 16 games minutes was.
The crowd was awesome, well those that were still there anyway. When you open a new building, you can’t manufacture the feel of the place. It just happens. Games like this just happen and magic and memories start to build.
I do not like the CJ approved nickname for this game “the Miracle on Main.” I feel like there was less miracle and more moxie responsible for this victory. There will be games in the future decided by miracles at the Yum! Center. While this was remarkable it was no miracle, but it WAS a whole lot of fun. I propose to rename this game the “Saturday Morning Spectacular,” thus saving the “Miracle on Main moniker for a more miraculous event.
Lastly, remember to tune into WHAS11 tomorrow at 7 for the Cards match up with St. Johns and feel free to share your story in the comment section below or in my inbox at firstname.lastname@example.org.