Panther Rants was formerly Dokish’s recruiting blog but it’s been taken over by guys with a bit of a more sarcastic style. In an “interview” with new RMU head coach Mike Rice, they were able to humorously recap the past basketball season.

PR: Alright enough of that. Do you think the team lived up to its expectations before the season?

MR: Well we got to the Sweet Sixteen didn’t we? What else were you expecting?

PR: Well Uh…

MR: Do the math, pal. We finished tied second in the Big East, runners up in the Big East Tournament, a pre-season Top Ten, favorites to win the conference, and expected to go Sweet 16 or better. We got the Top Ten finish and the Sweet 16. We also won 29 games. We did all this with a 7 foot center that has a hard time dunking, and can’t stop fumbling his cars keys or missing the trash can when he throws away his bottle of Gatorade. We did it with a three point specialist who can only hit threes when he’s not covered. We did it with our best athlete who also scored points, but was a turnover machine. Finally, we did it with a player named Levon with a Vanilla Ice haircut. I’d do the same if my parents named me that. Who in the hell names their kid Levon anyway?

There’s also a rather funny Keith Benjamin joke in there — read it.

[Warning. Long, rambling and probably boring post unrelated to Pitt football and basketball. You have been warned.]
One of those little things that I never got around to doing at Pitt, and still have never made the time to do has been going to a Pitt baseball game. I still haven’t attended a Pitt home game, but I did see them play for the first time yesterday. They had a road game at Cleveland State yesterday. Again, they have had these games for the last few years (that I have been aware) but either my schedule or the weather was not cooperative.

Last week I realized that the chance was coming once more. I got permission from the wife as long as I took Angie (my daughter) with me. Angie was excited because in her mind, going to a ballgame means going to a playground (the couple games I’ve taken her to at a minor league park she spent most of the time just playing in those kidzone type areas). So she had been excited all week.

Monday, I figured I should figure out where the ball field was on the CSU campus downtown. Imagine my surprise when I learned that starting this year, they no longer were playing their games downtown. Instead, they were playing at a new park built out in Lorain County — about 30 miles away from downtown Cleveland and 50+ miles from where we live.
I have to be honest. I didn’t want to bother. That seemed like too much of a hassle, for a game that I wouldn’t be able to see the entire way through with a hyperactive (is there any other kind?) 4-year-old. The wife made me go, because I had promised Angie all week long.

The game was listed on both Pitt and CSU’s site as being a 3pm game. They lied.

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