There was a second early Tuesday evening when St. John’s missed one other shot — it’s laborious to recollect if it was a 3-pointer or a midrange jumper or a layup; at that a part of the sport, they have been equal alternative bricklayers — when the overhead scoreboard recalculated the Johnnies’ capturing proportion.
And in the event you listened intently sufficient — because the pink quantity clicked to “7.7” — it nearly appeared just like the scoreboard was weeping.
“This is the worst around-the-world team I’ve ever seen!” got here the thundering commentary from one playground thinker sitting upstairs in Part 214.
Yep. This was an unpleasant one. St. John’s couldn’t shoot the ball. Georgetown couldn’t shoot the ball. It is a sport to recollect whenever you complain that no one performs protection anymore. That is what occurs when you could have additional helpings of protection. You could have a rock battle, solely it felt just like the Johnnies and Hoyas weren’t simply combating with rocks however billy golf equipment and nightsticks, too.
