Crean and Crimson..still no HoopsAcker

If you're part of Hoosier Nation like I was today then you plopped yourself down on the couch (you need to be unemployed to do this) and watched the Tom Crean show at 11 a.m. today as he was introduced as the new IU coach. He was a pretty good salesman. I will be purchasing a Crean and Crimson shirt when I'm at B-town tomorrow. There's no way I can't. But what do I think of when thinking of Mr. Crean? Not my Wayne County comrade Dominic James, but his back-up at Marquette, Crean's former team --- that's right, the all-mighty Maurice "Hoops"Acker. The former Mid-American Conference Freshman of the Year had his only magical season of college hoops when I covered the mighty BSU Cardinals during the 05-06 season. He was a recruit of Tim Buckley, current Marquette assistant, and there are two distinct memories I have of Acker. About half-way through the season when we knew he was doing something good I decided to do a feature story on Acker. When interviewing him in the stairway outside the press room (the same stairway where I informed Buckley that his senior center had been hit with a tire iron the night before at a Muncie bar) Acker couldn't keep his mind off the girl who worked in the athletic department who was standing in the other room. "Who is she? What's her name? Damn she's fucking hot." Wish I had that on tape. After we stopped the interview he peaked back in and just kept talking about her ass. I thought maybe it was the DD cup size that thrilled him since that's all anybody else thought about when grabbing an ice cold cup of Mountain Dew from her, but he didn't want none of that. Acker is an ass man fo sho.

The second story is infamous in the Daily News. It was the day when Acker was reported as transferring to Marquette on an internet Web site called ChicagoHoops.com. I was the one working on the story so when I called Acker and told him what the Web site was saying, he couldn't understand the Web site name. "HoopsAcker.com?" he repeated over and over as I pleaded with him that it was not even close to that. Again, wish I had that on tape. He just couldn't believe that there wasn't a Web site called HoopsAcker.com. And you know what, there should be damnit. If he transfers to IU, I vow here and today to create that site. But he won't transfer and he'll continue to be a bench player for a team in the Big East instead of being the MAC's version of Allen Iverson at Ball State. Whatev Mo, whatev.

Boxers...not briefs
Two press conferences today actually mattered to me, but the second one a lot less than Mr. Crean's arrival in Indiana. The second was Donnie Walsh's departure from the Pacers and into the hands of New York Fricks (combining a Scrubs' slang word and Knicks to create a non-combative derogatory word about the team I despise the most in all the land). We'll miss ya Donnie, but I wish you the worst of luck possible and you're dead to me.

Turns out The Beatles overestimated how many holes there would be in Blackburn this year. They counted 3,600. Will it still fill the Albert Hall?

You tube...no, you're a tube (twice)
It's a 2-fer edition today with a brief video featuring a sweet-ass beer pong table (Joel, what the hell? How did you not make this?).

Also, in the first blog post on this site we featured the Jimmy Kimmel and Sarah Silverman videos. Well, someone has made it for Obama and Clinton. Hilarious indeed.