Uh, correct me if I'm wrong, but those "marquee" teams lost. Boohoo if the TV ratings go down.
Bravo to the Panthers. Their Sweet 16 loss to Michigan State didn't dim their place in tournament lore. It cemented it. If they'd kept winning, beating Kansas would have seemed less monumental.
Kudos to Farokhmanesh. His arrogance was unmistakable, his coolness chilling, his moment lifetime. His team up one with less than a minute to play, against the supposed best team in the entire event, he gets the ball on the right wing, an open three-pointer right there, like a devil sitting on his shoulder. The shot clock is at 30 seconds.
Wise move: Pull up, run some clock, get fouled etc. Madness move: Square up. Pause. Ponder the meaning of what you're about to do. Give the devil his due. Shoot the ball. If a visitor from Mars were to land in Indianapolis today and ask for an explanation of the NCAA tournament, you'd show him five seconds of Farokhmanesh.
Then the Panthers lost to the Spartans. Farokhmanesh went 2-for-9 from the field. A memory was still frame-able, but order was restored. Too bad the rest of the tournament didn't play out the same way. As much as we revel in David hurling three-bombs, we'd prefer he'd stop in time for us to watch Kansas and Kentucky.