On Tuesday night, UConn women’s basketball coach Geno Auriemma complained that his team’s fans have grown spoiled after the Huskies’ home arena was only half-full for the final home game in the career of superstar Maya Moore.
I see Geno’s point. UConn fans have gotten too used to winning, and winning big. I mean, after winning 90 straight games, what else is left for Auriemma to prove in Storrs anyway?
Absolutely nothing. That’s why it’s time to move on to something and someplace new.
Like Knoxville, Tennessee.
Perhaps the only thing that Geno Auriemma likes more than winning is f*cking with Pat Summitt. Mentally, that is. And what better way to do it than see her at work every day in your new position as the Volunteers men’s basketball coach?
As good of a coach as Auriemma is, there are those out there who probably don’t think he’s one of the best in the game because he’s coaching women rather than men. (Personally I think the fact he’s done so well with women only bolsters how good he is, but that is beside the point at the current moment). Leading a men’s team to success would shut the mouths of naysayers. And who says nay to Geno more than Pat Summitt?
Tennessee and UConn have not played each other in women’s basketball since Summitt pulled the plug on the series in 2007 because she was upset that Moore got a trip to ESPN’s studios while being recruited by the Huskies, a secondary NCAA violation. Ironically, she just could have wandered into every other office in Tennessee’s athletic complex to see secondary violations being committed. (OK, so just football and men’s basketball. I’m sure Vols diving is clean).
Like they say, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. And since Auriemma can’t beat the Vols given Summitt’s stubbornness, he might as well throw on the orange-and-white. Talk about a recruiting boon. Kids would be lining up to go to Tennessee just so they’d have a chance to be on TV every day as the newest Pat and Geno drama unfolded. Or at least in my dream world they are.
At the very least, Geno wouldn’t have to worry about playing in front of a half-full house.