I know the media is supposed to be unbiased, but as a DC native I grew up a die-hard Georgetown Hoya fan.
I have been to well over 100 Hoya basketball games. I've seen a buzzer-beater victory (UConn 2009) and a buzzer-beater loss (Miami 1999) live. I've seen an upset over the No. 1 team in the country and a subsequent court-storming (Duke 2006) live. I've seen the Hoyas clinch a Big East Regular Season Title (Louisville 2008), witnessed them advance to the Final Four (UNC 2007), and seen them defeat a No. 1-seed in the Big East tournament (Syracuse 2010) live. I was present for John Thompson Jr's final home game as head coach (Miami 1999) and Craig Esherick's first game as head coach (Providence 1999). I witnessed both Kevin Braswell and Jonthan Wallace score their 1000th point (Bethune-Cookman 2001 and Fordham 2008), and even saw a classic 4-OT thriller (Notre Dame 2002). Hell, I even lied to my coach sophomore year in college to get out of a Saturday practice in order to come back for the 100th Anniversary celebration and game (Marquette 2007). I've been to games at McDonough Gymnasium, The Capital Centre/US Air Arena, and MCI Center/Verizon Center.
Aside from winning a National Championship, I have seen the Hoyas do just about everything, live and in-person. But until Friday, October 15th, 2010, one of the few things I had never witnessed was a Georgetown Midnight Madness.
But I can now cross that off my list.
This Midnight Madness, like every other event around the country, was something special. Not just because it was my first Midnight Madness experience, not just because the university was honoring Greg Monroe. It wasn't even a result of Wale, the most popular musician to come out of D.C since Chuck Brown, performing (and getting his hat stolen). What makes Midnight Madness special is that, for the first time since early April, we get to experience the college basketball atmosphere.
The number of dance routines easily outweighed the number of drills executed by the team. I learned more about the women's team than I ever intended on knowing, and I heard "Teach me how to dougie" more times than I ever planned on hearing.
But I sat, watched, smiled, and got goosebumps every time the lights dimmed and every time the PA announcer got on the mic. Four hours on a mid-October night felt like a January edition of Big Monday. It would have been very easy to mistake the atmosphere during the player introductions for an overtime game against Syracuse.
It was exactly the type of drug I needed to tide me over until the season's first games tip off.
I watched two freshman (John Caprio and Nate Lubick) enter the gym using Hanson and Enrique Iglesias as introduction music. "Epic" and "classic" are just two of the many words that could be used to describe their entrances. More than two people on the team used Wale's "No Hands" song as introduction music. We even saw a couple of sophomores take "family photos" a la LeBron James and the Cleveland Cavaliers.
When freshman phenom Moses Ayegba crip-walked out to mid-court, McDonough gymnasium nearly exploded. I was pretty sure that he had just received the loudest ovation of the night.
But then Hollis Thompson entered to Sandstorm by Da Rude.
Game.Over.
Thompson proceeded to bust out some of the meanest techno-dance moves I have ever seen. At no point in time did I ever think that Hollis Thompson would be the one to steal the Midnight Madness spotlight. But you could have just ended the show right then and there. Seriously, in my notes, all I wrote next to Thompson's name is "THAT JUST HAPPENED".
Hollis Thompson hadn't sank a game-winning three-pointer, or thrown down an emphatic slam, and yet he received what may be the loudest ovation he has ever been given in his entire life. For merely picking the right music and doing the right dance.
That's why Midnight Madness is so special.
A bunch of other news & notes from Friday night:
Graham and Gene Smith were in attendance.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
My First Midnight Madness |
Posted by Troy Machir at 10:38 PM
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4 comments:
Great article. By the way, airballs are not uncommon during the men vs. women three-point contest because the men are using the smaller (girl's) basketball.
enjoyed your recap. thanks
LOL yes Moses Baltimore Strut I call it, is the dance I used to do and still do, that's why I was laughing so hard when he did it. Nate and Hollis routines were off da charts big time, Aaron didn't do too bad himself, yes, the MM on the Hilltop are always all of it man, always, gets better every year and every years is a blast, check my review on my blog Glidehoyas... www.glidehoyas.blogspot.com and did you check out Cole Wiley's article in SLAM mag on Georgetown called "What Rocks"...it's online now! Peace Kent
One of the Hoyas that you mentioned from the 1984 National Championship name is Gene Smith not James Smith, just wanted to let you know, but thanks for such a great article Rob!
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