I’m writing from a traffic jam outside Lowell, the city that launched Micky Ward’s improbable boxing comeback. I like to think if you dim the lights and squint hard, Elisha Justice could make a passable double for Marky Mark.
But the better analogy is probably between the back-from-the-dead story depicted in The Fighter and Louisville’s resurgent performance in the Big East Tournament. The Cards appeared dead in the water before they first ever took to the slippery MSG hardwood. The team that lost to USF on senior night and looked hapless at Syracuse is suddenly heading into their second straight BET finals as the favorite.
I have no idea how this surprising week will end–possibly with me on the last Metro North train, loaded with $6 beer and despair. Cincinnati is a very good team hitting their stride at the perfect time. No matter what happens, this has been a remarkable accomplishment and a great way to end the season for a very likable team that’s due some luck after a season full of adversity.
Go Cards. Beat Cincy.