UConnβs Roscoe Smith shoots half-court buzzer-beater with four seconds left in half | The Dagger: College Basketball Blog - Yahoo! Sports
Forgot about the half court buzzer beater before the half:)
Printable View
UConnβs Roscoe Smith shoots half-court buzzer-beater with four seconds left in half | The Dagger: College Basketball Blog - Yahoo! Sports
Forgot about the half court buzzer beater before the half:)
His Texas one was even worse.
My buddy shot a "buzzer-beater" in junior high with 1:00 left on the clock. He wasn't paying much attention and thought it was counting down to 0, and didn't realize it was just counting down to a minute.
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xa5PVunFkk&feature=youtube_gdata_player]OH NO ROSCOE!!! UConn's Roscoe Smith Does It Again - YouTube[/ame]
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yabpY-YT46k&feature=youtube_gdata_player]Epic Fail! UConn's Roscoe Smith Has Terrible Clock Management Against Texas - YouTube[/ame]
The funny part about that shot was one of the announcers said 'at the buzzer' as he shot it!
Funny stuff.
Maybe someone's just messing with poor Roscoe. Even though it was in games against ISU and Texas, I just bet them Duke boys had something to do with it.
Where's Uncle Kryzewski? I've heard rumors that Boss Hogg Keady will come out of retirement to get to the bottom of all this.
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-f3CFzahrRs"]This is sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane! - YouTube[/ame]
This and the classless steal and missed windmill dunk by Lamb couldn't have happened to a more classless school.
FURK UCONN.
UConn is a dump college.
I wouldn't be surprised if they offer a degree in point shaving. I'm pretty sure their library's prize feature is a collection of trans-species pornography. I think their criminal justice program has classes in car-jacking. Their accounting program thinks STDEV is a disease you can get from dating your sister. The fraternal nickname of their ball team is DOINK SLAMMA DRAMA.
Couldn't have humiliated a nicer program on national t.v.
Next time your chowder-swilling fans break our mascot's arm, make very sure that Fred Freaking Hoiberg and Company aren't anywhere close to your path for a repeat championship.