UNC is all about family, you see. And so is Kentucky in many ways. Not quite as strong but good and tightly woven. Why, just last night I shared a moment with Tyler and we talked about his rookie season so far in the NBA, I offered some pointers on his game and he showed me the fundamentals of extreme ping pong. And we talked about life--a lot about livin' and a little 'bout love. Real cotton-pickin’ stuff. Look, I love these daggum kids like family, and son-uva-gun, they are. When they hurt, I hurt. When they learn, I learn. When they lose, I cry.
Heck, I’m a blue-collar boy just like yall. You know, early mornin’ chores, a school buildin’, a shiny nickel then on down to Hatchey’s Hardware for a hard earned bottle of coke-cola and a Moon Pie. Boy, there’s nothin’ like that first long swig of ice cold coke-cola after a day of bustle, I tell you that right now. So no matter what happens in this ding-dasted game this weekend I want you to know that win or lose, you’ve already won my respect, and Jiminy H. Christmas, I’m the one who is losing sleep trying to figure out how to stop John Wall and Pat Patterson. Now, John Wall is a special flippin' player, he whips up and down that court in three clucks of the dinner hen and even though for certain reasons I chose not to bring him to Chapel Hill, I’m just glad he’s part of a family.
Have to run folks, wife's got a huckleberry pie a-coolin' on the window sill. Here’s to hopin’ we see each other again in Indy!