Some Things I Know; Some Things I Don’t
It has become increasingly more difficult to gauge what Creighton basketball is. Is it an offensive juggernaut like in the old days? Is it a basketball team in transition? Is it a bowl of Rainier Cherries sitting on the veranda next to an ice cold pale ale? Is it a figment of yours and I’s collective imaginations? Is it a vegetable? Is it your friend’s dad’s shotgun that he polishes nightly? Is it a series of buzzwords in a corporate meeting? Is it fun like a bun in the sun? Is it running like a bobsled team on the fifth of June? Is it liquid? Gas? Solid? Is it the o-zone? Is it a full ashtray on a bar patio? Is it tangible? Is it your favorite thing?…
