Back in 1987, as the Hoosiers were poised to make their national championship run, Evansville’s own 96 STO aired a song recorded by Furry Head and the Favorites called Stevie Shoot a Three Pointer. I only heard it a few times on the radio, but I never forgot it. And ever since I wrote about this song some eight years ago, I’ve been on a mission to find a digital copy of this song online.
I haven’t been able to find one.
I did find a copy once. But it disappeared soon after that. Even the Wayback Machine couldn’t help. So my mission has resumed. I know a lot of people have stumbled upon my blog, looking for Stevie Shoot a Three Pointer. And I don’t blame them. Because it’s probably the best parody song ever. I don’t want to disappoint anyone. So I’m on my mission again.
I’ve even emailed and tweeted the fine folks at 96 STO to see if they can be any help.
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That’s right. I just referred to The General, former Coach Bob Knight, by just his last name. It’s quite daring of me to do so as I sit at my laptop at home. If I called him by his last name while standing face to face, I’d be in trouble. He’d probably allegedly grab my arm and inform me how I should address him.
I’m addressing him because it’s finally time to say what I’ve been thinking for a long time. Hopefully, he wouldn’t choke me when I say this.
“So long, Knight.”
I was a huge fan of Bob Knight’s when he coached at Indiana. I celebrated when he slammed the phone during the NCAA tournament game. While I was confused when he took his Indiana team off the floor in the middle of the game against the Soviets, I was confident he knew what he was doing. I marveled at the plan The General had put into place in order to neutralize Shaq when the Hoosiers took on LSU in the tournament. Oh, and Ivan Renko? Genius. Pure genius. Continue reading “So long, Knight.”
Well it’s taken almost 25 years, but I can finally say that I’ve watched another IU victory in person. The curse is finally broken!
Yesterday was a little bit of a crazy day in college hoops. North Carolina, Notre Dame, and Michigan – all teams that are ranked – lost games that they were “supposed” to win. 40-0 avenged their Super Bowl…I mean, NIT…loss to Robert Morris. It was clear that anything could happen yesterday. March Madness showed up in November, and it’s a reminder why I love college basketball – even though the foul calls might be bordering on ridiculousness.
Thanks again to Jason for setting us up with some fabulous tickets. I think it’s safe to say that we all had a great time. It kind of reignited my desire to see games live and in person. The college basketball atmosphere is pretty tough to beat. And it’s kind of addicting. I just hope I don’t have to wait another 25 years before being at a game where the Hoosiers win.
Come to think of it, I believe a new streak has started with this victory. The Hoosiers are probably going to start winning every time I’m there. So who wants to fund my trips to Assembly Hall this year to help make sure that Indiana wins all their home games? Any takers?
I didn’t think so. But it doesn’t hurt to ask. Right?
That was the last time I was present when an IU athletic team defeated their opponent. I’ve been to three other basketball games and one football game since then. All of them were losses. Two of them were heartbreakers.
I’m hoping that changes today. Thanks to my cousin, I’ll be in the stands today as the Hoosiers take on the mighty Seawolves of Stony Brook today. It’s with all sincerity that I’ll be cheering for the cream and crimson with some extra energy today. Because it’s time to end this trend and start a new streak. A winning streak.
Because if they happen to lose this game, I think I might find myself banned from ever attending any of their games ever again.
Well, the Hoosiers wound up losing again. That’s the fourth IU game in a row that I’ve attended and they’ve lost. Like most of those other games, this game should have been winnable. If only Indiana could have made a stop or two. But they really didn’t. It was kind of like they were shocked that they were facing Navy’s triple option. But the coaches had said that they had been preparing for the triple option since Spring practices.
Maybe they had taken something out of Tom Crean’s coaching playbook about preparing for an opponent when you know exactly what they’re going to do.
It was extremely frustrating to watch.
But even though the end result wasn’t what we’d hoped, Aiden and I still had a great time at our first college football game. One look at this face should tell you how excited Aiden was about this game…
My grandpa was in the Navy. So was Aiden’s grandpa. So it was pretty cool that we got to go to a game where they were playing Navy. It was also pretty cool that they were dedicating the prow from the USS Indiana while we were there.
We didn’t tailgate anywhere, but we made sure to walk around campus and check out the atmosphere, including a trip to the Assembly Hall. Aiden decided he wanted to spend some birthday money on a new IU shirt. I agree that it was a sound financial investment. The Cream and Crimson looks good on the boy.
I warned Aiden early on that I probably wasn’t going to be sitting down very much during the game. I don’t know if he really knew what I meant. And he took a while to get into cheering with the crowd, but by the end of the game, he was into it hardcore.
Probably the highlight of the evening happened during the third quarter. A frustrated Aiden was telling me what the defense should’ve been doing to defend against Navy’s offense. A grandma who was sitting next to us (I know she was a grandma because she had her grandkids sitting with her) looked at him and said, “You need to be out there on the field! You could probably do them some good. You should be playing for them!”
“Well,” I replied, “He hopes so. He’d like to do just that. You should come back and look for him on the field in about six years.”
She smiled. “I will!”
Six or seven years from now, we’ll be looking for her when Aiden plays his first game for Indiana. Who knows? Maybe that game would be against Navy. I know. That’s highly unlikely. But it would be cool.
By the end of the game, both of us had lost our voices. That’s a sign of an exciting game. And a loud crowd. It sounds like we’re not the only ones who might have lost their voices.
Kevin Wilson on crowd for Navy game: “That energy, in the fourth quarter last week, was as good since I’ve been here.” #iufb
Of course, being the Band Geek that I am, I can’t talk about a football game without making mention of the band.
We had a great time at Memorial Stadium. Would’ve had an even greater time if the Hoosiers had managed to come back at the end. The Hoosiers didn’t give up. And neither did the majority of the fans. Most of the crowd stuck it out to the end of the game. That did my heart some good. The Hoosiers offense was so fun to watch.
I’m glad we were able to share this memory at Memorial Stadium together. I imagine we’ll be returning to Bloomington for another football game sometime in the near future.
In the meantime, we’ll be listening to Don Fisher give play-by-play on the radio and celebrating each Hoosier touchdown.
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Six months ago, Aiden and I had the opportunity to roam through Assembly Hall and to “sneak” onto the Hoosiers’ football field.
You might recall that was so excited to be there that he unofficially verbally committed to playing for the football Hoosiers. He was amazed by the facility that he saw.
I wonder what he’s going to think today when he goes to his first game and the stands are (almost) full of people. I can’t wait to find out. I sure hope my bad IU luck doesn’t extend to the football team. They have enough history of struggling through games without my luck adding to the mix.