Pitt Basketball Screws It Up Again

Seriously, guys?  I mean, really?  You're given the easiest path to the championship game this year and you screwed it up....again?  As a Pitt fan, how many more times do I have to sit through this?  How did you let that Opie lookalike up above beat you?  There are far too many questions and not nearly enough answers.



With Pitt behind 70-69 after inexplicably taking an earlier shot clock violation and allowing a Butler basket, Gilbert Brown took an inbound pass and raced up the sideline.  Butler's Shelvin Mack, for God knows what reason, decided this was a good time to belly-bounce Brown nearly into the scorer's table.  Foul...2 shots for Pitt, game over, right?  Foolish mortal.

Brown, who was having the game of his career up to that point, hit the first shot to make it 69-69 and bricked the second.  OK, no problem, just win it in OT, right?  Wrong.  Matt "Lurch" Howard grabbed the rebound and chucked up a desperate shot as the buzzer sounded with one tiny, little problem.  Pitt's Nasir Robinson decided he would commit the WORST FOUL IN THE HISTORY OF BASKETBALL by hanging on to Howard's arm.


Game over, bye bye Pittsburgh.


Now, how anyone can blame Jamie Dixon for this is beyond me.  Facing a double-digit deficit at halftime, Dixon rallied the troops during the break and Pitt came out to take the lead in the second half.  Dare I say, without Shelvin Mack, this would have been a massacre.


Except it wasn't.  Pitt disappoints yet again in a year when the road to the championship was seemingly paved in gold.  Pitt fans have been clinging to the hope that next year will be "our year" but, after waiting for almost a decade for that to happen, it's never happened and it doesn't seem any closer.


Jamie Dixon will be the coach at Pitt next year, that's guaranteed.  Dixon was not the one who told Robinson to put a sleeperhold on Howard if he got a rebound, that's Robinson's fault.  There's no chance Butler wins the national title but watching them get eliminated isn't going to make it any easier on Pitt fans.


For now, there's always next year.