Chad should be back from cruising in a couple of days. He knows we've missed him and he'll more than make up for his absence with a boffo (Hollywood talk) column of deep insight and enormous length. So, P, get your can back here and on the job. Even I'm losing interest here.

I might as well ask the question that every SU fan I've run into today asked: What's up with Brandon Triche riding the bench, particularly in the second half? Dion Waiters is playing "Brick Mason" when he shoots, and The $64,000 Question (boy, that dates ya', {Sarah Palin speak}) when he's trying to decide what to do when he's forced to handle the ball.

Scoop Jardine is the only real point guard on the playing roster and will actually play the position to a relatively high level, for a half - and you never know how or when that "half" might be sprinkled throughout the game - so, in spite of frequently providing a more than ample supply of "duh!" moments and brain cramps, he's got to play.

I know coach Jim Boeheim has other issues at the moment, but there appear to be many people who are as confused as I (now that's got to be dangerous) why Triche is collecting splinters.

I was watching a game on Tuesday night and the talking heads described some player as the most improved player over last year in all of D1 college hoops - and it wasn't Fab Melo. Can you imagine any player in the nation improving more than Melo? Last year he couldn't run the court once, shoot the ball in the ocean, do more than a three inch vertical jump, or guard anyone. This year he is a defensive monster in the middle, consistently runs the court, dunks off alley-oops... need I say more? I won't name the misinformed bozos to protect the stupid.

I was one of the many who turned off the Duke - UNC game with three minutes left, secure in the knowledge that Thomas Dewey was elected President (Google Dewey if you need an explanation) only to be very surprised in the morning.

In case you missed it, the NY Giants beat the Patriots in the Super Bowl. Neither the Cowboys, Packers, or 49ers played in that game. (Rubbing it in speak).

Please drop a note if you have figured out how to listen to Jim Rome on ESPN radio without driving your car off a cliff. Jim is the Rush Limbaugh of sports radio. He repeats the same statement over and over and over until, regardless of how inane, it begins to sound accurate.