Dammit! I just pour my heart and soul into talking up Patrick Mills, the Next Big Thing in Australian sport and what happens?
I decide to wet my feet and enter the strange and full on world of talent scouting men’s college basketball, and up and coming Aussies therein, and what happens?
I get slapped in the face with this. Freshman Ogilvy has Vandy poised for big season. The article's even got a bit about him wearing what I can only assume are ugg boots.
A.J. Ogilvy? C'mon! This is the kind of name I’d come up with as a joke with friends. And here is the fine specimen, fresh from the mean streets of Sydney (I wonder if I've ever walked past him, or dominated him in a game of street ball?). More than a passing resemblance to Milo Kerrigan, wouldn't you say?
There’s nothing to it but to merge the two into the single greatest dual prospects this nation is seeing at the moment. The Mills/Ogilvy Combine. They could dominate the NBA from 2010 to 2020.
It's be great if they were drafted onto the same team. I can just picture it now, the twentytens version of Stockton to Malone, in reverse colour, with a bastardised Aussie accent, making max money, wanting to play for Australia at the Olympics but not being released by their teams ...
Ah, college basketball, I love you even though I've never watched a single complete game in my whole life.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
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Not being released by your team is the ultimate sign of sporting success, aside from a dumb looking haircut.
I hope that you too, one day, will be held back by your league team.
Why are they in reverse colour? Oh, you mean their court positions? I thought you meant something far, far more insidious. Darth Sidious. I went to Hornsby Shopping Mall. Darth Mall. That is all. - cw
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