
UK's football team had more talent and depth than they'd had in 30 years. But they had no idea how to throw and catch a ball. No QB and no receivers pretty much negated all the other positions.
Now I get to spend the year watching a baketball team that has size and quickness, and shooting ability but, again, nobody who can throw or catch.
I hope they've studied Lucy Van Pelt's excuses for missing fly balls. "The moons of Saturn got in my eyes," is a good one. So is "I think there were toxic substances coming from my glove, and they made me dizzy."
Actually, I think the basketball team's problems lie more in the direction of errant throws than missed catches. But still, the quotes are funny.
"Did you see that fly ball? I don't want to be out there alone when it comes down."
"When the sun reflects off the bright yellow dandelions, I can't see the ball. "
"I missed it, but the ground caught it! Nice catch, ground! You're doing a good job!"
"I thought I had it, then I remember all those other balls I missed. The past got in my eyes."
I'm not sure which is worse, watching Michael Porter try to protect the ball against a quick opponent or watching Liggins float passes off into the ether.
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