By David Scott
Boston Sports Media

7:21

• One Shots loyalist wrote in (from his Blackberry, no less) to comment on how “boring the court” is this year. Readers like this are what blogging is all about. My favorite Final Four court was the one Michigan State won its most recent title on: Izzo liked it so much he brought it back to East Lansing with him. “Not just the hair club president. . .” comes to mind.
• Jim Nantz got a little confused throwing it to the half-time break, giving Louisville the 3-point edge. Pitino would like his score better, we’re guessing.
• Someone needs to get some clothes on that Naismith Trophy – it’s not even prime time yet, folks.
• The Newton-based Shots’ Final Four Party sent in a request for me to list the types of meat I have eaten since becoming Flexitarian on St. Patrick’s day.

Always willing to serve the loyal readers, here it goes:
Corned beef, Genoa salami, D’Angelo’s No. 9 strip steak; bacon (several ways, including BLT, on the No. 9 and in a 3-cheese, grilled cheese); veal (picatta); steak; and, most recently, steak tips (at Hingham’s Crowe’s Point in their daily lunch special for $8.99 – such a deal).

• It’s been asked before, but how can Greg Gumbel be so damn humble and Bryant be so damn hoity?
• Young Percy the Dog, still recovering from a week in the mud, snow and slush of Vermont, slept through the entire first half. And he still did more work than pseudo-blogger Eric Neel of EPSN.com.
• Might as well rail against the guy: he can’t retaliate until tomorrow, or Monday when he gets it rolling again.
• Has anyone heard an update on the Pope?
• The whole state of Kentucky is still thinking it was Mark Pope who passed on. And they’re grieving just the same.
• So Andrew Gaze and Andrew Bogut are different people, right?
• Speaking of which, Shots blog correspondent, Iona College’s Mike Laprey, offered some international perspective from his journey to Australia. He also sent along some pictures of lovelies who were surely digging his Red Sox rap. The pictures were worth thousands of (naughty words). In a Shots blog first, Laprey sits in for a few minutes and offers these observations from Down Under: “. . . been following the blog from across the world and it has made for some good reading. how about that for loyal readership? my hotel had ESPN, which has been simulcasting the tournament live at 8 am. nothing cures a mild to moderate to severe hangover headaches better than A LITTLE LINGERIE ON THE DECK!…ONIONS! WOO-WOO! (we’ll assume he was referring to Raf). . . lots of big March Madness fans in Oz, and the papers and the news were all over Andrew Bogut going to the pros, so it’s been great. . . trying to follow rugby…can’t. trying to remember the rules of Australian Rules Football since I watched it during my and ESPN’s formative years from 1981-84. trying to follow cricket, but it’s (naughty word) stupid. . . however, all of the ESPN commercials for their major league baseball coverage includes Johnny Jesus and Manuel Aristedes Ramirez in its promos, so I’ll be beachside on April 4 at Noon for the Wells/Unit opener in the Toilet (Bronx). . .”
• I’m getting so good at blogging, that I don’t even have to write anymore. Just let the readers do it for me. And that is not a Ken Powers technique, I assure you.
• Listen, if these CBS Locusts make it to Hull, they’re gonna have hell to pay when they cross into Kenberma. Just so they are warned.
• When did New Balance get all attitudinal on our asses? They make running shoes for crying out loud.