Well boys it’s game day in Morgantown. A freshly fallen snow has kissed the university city on this frigid day in the dead of winter. Students of the state of west Virginia’s land grant institution have even yet to return from their holiday hiatus. Yet a few, willing and gritty compatriots remain. A robust bunch, their able ranks have thinned of late. But alas, they stand alone, heads high but only half way up this frozen peak. Again today they welcome a foe as foreign to the cold as one could get- a reinvigorated and Wiley Arizona Wildcat squad they’ve brushed shoulders with a short time ago. Lead by a fierce general they call Love. In the mean time, a years long drought has seen its end for the gold and blue and at least for the moment, this proud bunch has gripped a spot among the elite. While they sit presently as the 21st ranked band of ball players across the land, few believe they belong. In fact, a victory tonight in the eyes of those out side of the kingdom give our lot a slim chance. Or should I say… “Small” chance. Like it or not get up you sons of bitches today is a day of reckoning, where the gold clad world champion mountaineers take yet another step towards their ultimate resurgence. From Martinsburg to matewan and Weirton to Welch the sound of Mountaineer Hoops resound across the snowy peaks of West By God Virginia! Beat the ever loving shit out of Arizona! And May God Bless the Mountaineers!!
