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I think it should be said that I have been behind Mike Davis far more than most other IU fans. It probably has more to do with the fact that I didn’t grow up drinking the Bob Knight Kool-Aid than being a “Mike Davis Loyalist”.

HOW-EV-AH, there’s no way that he will/should keep his job after this last week. He had a perfect opportunity to take the edge off of his team as well, but of course he didn’t do it.

How should Mike Davis have handled the situation? The famous Lou Brown “Shitburger” speech. I can see how that would have played out in the locker room now.

Mike Davis: Every newspaper in the country has said that I’m going to be fired at the end of the season. The Peegs posters seems to think we'd save everyone a lot of time and trouble if I just went out and shot myself. Me, I'm for wasting these hacks' time. So, I'd like to hang around and see if we can give 'em all a nice big shitburger to eat.

Cem Dinc: Shitburger Skip?

Wouldn’t that have been a whole lot more pleasant to deal with? Instead, Davis drew attention to everything going on around the team and making the situation a lot worse. He’s done this all along, such as instead of dealing with DJ’s injury, he’s used it as an excuse and stopped trying to make adjustments to our team without him. I’ve never coached a basketball game in my life, but I know exactly how I would try to stop IU, because their game plan hasn’t changed from Day 1 of the basketball season. Now more than ever has shown that Davis is not the right person for the IU job.

IN OTHER SPORTS NEWS

The NASCAR season has officially started, and I know one guy who’s excited…Eddie Sutton. I’m not a NASCAR fan by any means, but I’m not a NASCAR-hater (Sidenote #1: Don’t be a hater dog.) however I find some of the NASCAR-related bumper stickers to be very funny. None of them are funnier than the “God Needed a Driver” with Dale Earnhardt’s 3 adorned with wings and a halo. What does this mean? Does God have a NASCAR team? Did he intend to kill him for this reason? Does NASCAR support this? Should I stop trying to excel at anything in fear that God may need that skill? These are some serious questions that I have.

TALE OF TWO HAIRCUTS

Backstory: Since I’m pretty low maintenance (partly because of my personality and partly because of my male pattern baldness) I have a general haircut rule: If it takes longer than 8 minutes to cut my hair, you aren’t doing it right. However, I would never tell the person cutting my hair this story, since I wouldn’t want to see them panic.

Story: So the other day, I went to Cost Cutters here in town, but only because my regular barber doesn’t work on Mondays. Since this was the only day this week, I could really get my hair did (yes I meant to write this) it would have to do. Well the girl cutting my hair started acting like she was in a race against the clock, despite the fact that I was the only person in the place. Plus it was only 5:15pm and they closed at 8pm, so it’s not like she was rushing to get home. Well needless to say, despite my time limit for the hair cut, I was a little worried about the outcome. However, the result was a pretty decent haircut, although she could use some more practice with the clippers, and trimming at high speeds isn’t necessarily the best thing for your hair.

Anyway, while I was in the chair I thought of one of the worst hair cut experiences that I’ve ever had. In happened at the BoRics on Kirkwood my sophomore year at IU. Luckily Kasey was there to fix the destruction that this dude who we will call “Kenny” did on my melon. So this guy cutting my hair has a little limp that I don’t think anything of. Then Kenny starts out his haircut by telling me his life story which including stints as an artist and more recently interior design. Now I pride myself as being a pretty open-minded person, but before I even thought about wondering, Duder deems it necessary to tell me, “I’ve had a lot of jobs where you’d think that I was gay, but I’m not.” Well, then when I told him that I was a Sport Marketing & Management major, he decided to let me in on the other side of his life as a Navy SEAL. His limp was caused by a mountain climbing accident that he had a year ago. This put a damper on his running, which he became addicted to, since before the accident his main pursuit in life was to run a 4 minute mile. Well I sat in this chair for about 35 minutes. It was a painful experience although I thought, well this is going to be a good haircut since it has taken this long. When he asked how it looked, I didn’t even really look, because I was just happy to get a chance to get out of the chair before hearing any more nonsensical babble courtesy of Kenny.

Well when I got back to Wright, I immediately ran into Kasey and Paul, so I had to tell them about my experience. Then when I went into the bathroom, I realized that my bangs were about an inch shorter than the rest of my hair. Sidenote #2: For those wondering, yes this was during a time in my life, when I did have a decent head of hair. So I had Kasey assist and with one snip of the hair, all of a sudden it was a decent haircut.

I'm sorry if this blog was a little lame, although if you complain, I could always make it more lame...so on that note:

Acree. Out.