Oscar won’t hate on the Cards but we love him anyway. Here’s what he thinks about KSR’s favorite holiday…
Sometimes, it’s very hard to say “no” to Matt Jones. He asked me as a special favor a couple days ago to write a piece for Thursday’s edition of KSR blog. I respectfully declined, saying I just wasn’t in the mood but promised to write a piece late in winter. Then I sat down and began reading a little Twitter. Well, if you know me, it got me thinking. Here is what followed.
Matt seems to be a nice enough guy – except when he’s on radio or television or has a pen in his hand. Then, he loses it. I mean, really loses it. He hates Louisville. And then he hates Louisville some more. And then he hates Louisville even more than that. Etc, etc, etc. Then, he hates Rick Pitino. And he hates Pitino some more. And then some. For gosh sakes, Matt, the guy saved the Kentucky program back in 1989, don’t you realize the program wouldn’t even be here had little Ricky (he doesn’t like to be called little Ricky by the way) turned UK’s invitation down to become BBN’s coach?
I know, Ricky committed treason and went to UL about a decade or so ago. But hey, he did UK another favor with that move. He put Louisville in such a situation that the Cards have rarely been a challenge to BBN for much of last ten years. And then Ricky had all those personal problems from people right in his own office. You talk about a coach having distractions. Well, enough of that.
Matt, we understand your logic about Pitino. He makes those casual remarks about the very UK fans who used to worship him. He probably still thinks eastern Kentucky is actually western Virginia.
Matt, I know you say you won’t have a problem with UL once Pitino is gone. But watch what you wish for, you just might get it. What if the new coach is the next coming of a John Calipari or next coming of a Bill Self. Huh? Shouldn’t you leave well-enough alone?
So, if Pitino stays another ten years, wouldn’t that be great? Remember the kind words Uncle Adolph would often use to other schools who were about to fire their coach. Coach Rupp would have gently said of Pitino, “He’s done a mighty fine job down there at that other school. I think he’s doing a very good job so long as he continues coaching as he has the past few years. It’s pretty hard to find coaches like Coach Pitino these days.”
Matt doesn’t stop the trash-talk, even though UK has been pounding the UL basketball program for most of the past 6-7 years; he’s got to set his sights on Charlie Strong and the football Cards.
Kentucky is dominating UL football like never before. Four straight wins. Last two times at Big Slice, Card fans were vomiting before the game ended and it wasn’t from the smell of pizza sauce. Still, our boy Matt isn’t satisfied. He’s come up with this silly idea that all BBN hates Louisville as bad as he does. Matt’s created this “Louisville Hate Day” salute. Came up with the idea a year or so ago, I think.
His juices get flowing like the runaway Ohio after spring floods when you mention Louisville Hate Day to him. Really fires him up. Don’t get it, but he does. Isn’t this really silly. Think about this. Why, just why, would anyone hate their little brother? I mean, did you hate your little brother? Heck, I never even hated my little sister, not for a single minute of my life. And you know how annoying little sisters can be.
This man, Jones, well, he must have had a really sad childhood. But I know that’s far from the truth. Matt grew up in a really nice family, in the lovely hills of Middlesboro. He wasn’t without love because his family really loved him and he loves his family. Good folk there. I know for a fact. But you know there’s got to be a reason somewhere why a guy goes this way.
Early on, Matt did himself good. Went to Transylvania and got a degree. Somewhere walking down that graduation aisle his brain was attacked by some sort of lightning. He decided to attend Duke law school. Really. Can’t think of a more desperate decision in a young man’s life than to enroll at Duke.
So, there you have it. All those Matt Jones haters out there. The disease overtook him. So after he gets all those academic honors, he makes another intelligent decision. He decided to become a lawyer (yeah, a profession that ranks right up there with used car salesmen, Ponzi scheme promoters, bankers and insurance peddlers) and heads straight to City of Louisville where he figures he can scheme just about any poor sucker on the street for a dollar or two. (okay, there’s my one shot at the city)
Somewhere during his first six or seven years in the ‘Ville, he stopped by a fried chicken shack and with one bite of a greasy, KFC chicken leg, all his natural-born senses return in the flash of eye. Red again became red to the extent that Kentucky Sports Radio was born.
Once again, along came Jones – awakened to the good (UK), the bad (UL) and the ugly (anyone wearing red, okay I’ll say it – Pitino, Tommy Turtleneck or Strong or maybe other Coach K). To the shock of an entire state, a media empire began emerging that isn’t afraid to attack those of Matt’s own profession. Unlike his previous profession where lawyers defend lawyers, Jones goes on the attack of the mainstream media. A firestorm erupts unlike anything witnessed in the state. Traditional media shuns him. Fans love him and newspaper circulation continues it nosedive in Louisville & Lexington.
Now I have no problem with Jones’ new age approach of calling out other members of the media when they obviously have an agenda to preach against UK or anyone else for that matter. He routinely identifies the double standards exercised by some. But I do have a BIG problem with this “Louisville Hate Day.” I really do. Let me restate that, I have a BIG problem with “Louisville Hate Day.” Here’s why…
When I was a little boy growing up in Eastern Kentucky, my mom & dad ran a little grocery store and restaurant. Neither business had refrigeration in early 1950s so we had only an ice-box for fresh meat. The only meat company to deliver was located in LOUISVILLE. They delivered meat to us once a week. Had those folks known I would grow up to hate Louisvlle, there’s no telling what those big slabs of beef & pork would have contained. And then Louisville gave us Ralph Beard, Bill Glaser, Keenan Burton, Winston Bennett, Corey Peters, Greg Nord and a whole slew of other UK athletes. Can’t forget Louisville’s many contributions over the decades.
So Matt, I just can’t go along with this “Louisville Hate Day” you talk about so much. I love Louisville and Freedom Hall (gave us ’58 NCAA champs), the Ky. State Fair, and even Terry Meiners). And I’ll always be indebted to the BlowTorch of the South – WHAS Radio 840. They helped in the sucess I enjoyed for so long.
Sorry, Matt, just can’t do it.
But if you will just change the wording just a little bit, then I might be game.
Make it “Louisville Cardinal Hate Day.”
Now, there’s something most everyone can bite into. But keep a toothpick handy because you may get a lot of feathers stuck between your two front teeth.
Happy Thursday everyone.