Showing posts with label Jerry Wainwright. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jerry Wainwright. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

An Expose On Coaching Fashion: by Annie

(Go ahead and out-dress me...I DARE YOU!)

For the first time in the history of this blog, we have a guest author! Annie has put in some time-consuming research with regard to NCAA basketball coaching fashion. I was awed and quite pleased with her findings and the amount of effort she put into this. Enjoy!

Desmond has been encouraging me for awhile to lend some of my fashion expertise to this blog, as I admit that sometimes I pay more attention to what coaches are wearing than to what’s happening on the court. Not always, but sometimes. And I am not the only one, as certain coaches have become known for certain suits, hairdos, ties, signature garments that aren’t suits (I’m thinking mock turtleneck here), and general style or lack thereof. In order to best illustrate my thoughts on this topic, I’m going to focus on a few well-known coaches, in no particular order.

It must not be ignored that part of good fashion is good looks. As much as we hate to admit it, the people who set the tone in the fashion world tend to be good-looking. We average-looking people then hope to improve our overall image by buying and wearing what’s in style. However, sometimes we ignore the fact that fashion is often sold not on the looks or quality of the garment, but on the looks of the person wearing it. This may seem obvious to you all, but it’s worth highlighting as I consider several basketball coaches—some good looking and good dressers, some not as good looking and good dressers, and some even bad looking and bad dressers. I won’t go into the fourth quadrant, which would be good looking and bad dressers, since I honestly don’t pay that much attention to coaches’ looks, and tend only to notice a handsome coach primarily when he’s handsomely dressed.

We’ll start with Mike Brey, coach of the Notre Dame Fighting Irish, who falls squarely into the third quadrant: bad looking, bad dresser. Need I really say anything more than Mock T? With his slicked-back hair and sleepy eyes, Brey has the look of a villain—a relentlessly positive, encouraging villain, if you’ve ever listened to his post-game interviews. Truth be told, Mike Brey is a nice guy, but he just needs some guidance when it comes to his wardrobe. If you can believe it, Brey’s bio photo on the Notre Dame website features him in a black sports coat with a navy blue shirt underneath. Hello…NAVY with black??? Ann Taylor is turning in her grave. Another staple of Mike Brey’s wardrobe is the drab brown jacket with the black mock turtleneck underneath. Some people, and by some I mean very few, can pull off a light jacket with a dark shirt, but it’s a rare occurrence. And as far as I know, nobody can pull it off when said dark shirt is a mock turtleneck, and said light jacket is perennially unbuttoned.

Next up we have Rick Pitino, esteemed coach of the Louisville Cardinals. Pitino, in my opinion, falls into the “not as good looking and good dressers” quadrant of our fashion diagram. Some of you may disagree, claiming that he is both good looking and a good dresser, but I believe that Pitino has come to be regarded as good looking over the years precisely because of his peerless fashion sense, proving the quote he likes to sign with his autographs: “There is no substitute for hard work.” Well Rick, if you’re lucky enough (which you’re not) good looks can be a substitute for hard work. Pitino is best known for his white suits, which Desmond has featured on this blog before, and for the expertly-folded handkerchiefs that are usually peeking out of his jacket’s breast pocket. This photo tells it all.

Roy Williams, national champion coach extraordinaire, is the subject of our next fashion analysis. Considering our diagram, Willams is one of few coaches who fall into that elusive quadrant: good looking and good dresser. Some of you may disagree again, claiming that Williams is not much of a looker. However, I think that Roy Williams is not always considered among the better-looking coaches simply because he is not a young man. Williams is almost sixty, and he has aged remarkably well. With his classy silver hair, rimless glasses, and year-round tan, Roy Williams has a look of dapper health about him, and his well-chosen suits only accentuate his dignified yet down to earth aura. The owner of the retailer where Williams buys many of his suits explains, “Roy Williams has his own sense of style. He shops with us often but he already knows what he likes and doesn't like. He wears classic and very stylish peek lapel single-breasted suits by Canali and Hickey Freeman, and he loves pocket squares or ties in Carolina light blue. He's a basketball coach that understands clothing.” Well said, Mr. Stockton. The only downside of Williams’ fashion sense is that at one point he became a bit too confident in his fashion savvy, attempting to pull off the light coat dark jacket combo that I already berated Mike Brey for above. As you can see, even Roy Boy can’t pull off the look very well.

Speaking of older coaches, it’s time to move onto a less-beloved basketball mind, one that led his team to a mind-boggling 0-18 start in Big East play this season, only to win the big one against Cincinnati in the first round of the conference tournament. Yes, I’m speaking of the one and only Jerry Wainwright, coach of the DePaul Blue Demons. Wainwright’s fashion sense can be described the same way as his team’s record this season: less than stellar. Way less. From the first time I saw Wainwright on the sidelines in the Joyce Center, I knew this was a man even more securely in the bad looking, bad dresser quadrant than Mike Brey. From his gauche tweed jackets and khaki pants, to his palm studded ties, to his oversized polos when he’s not on the sidelines, to his generally dumpy look, it doesn’t get much worse than Jerry Wainwright. His suits are surely purchased from Burlington Coat Factory, though I couldn’t get any confirmation on this. In his favor, I will say that the lack of class in Jerry’s appearance can lend an air of coziness and comfort to his persona, perhaps conjuring up in players and fans the same sense of being one of the guys that we all get from Charlie Weis’s gametime sweatsuits. However, this is meager praise, and this image sums up my general thoughts on Jerry Wainwright’s looks and style.

(Wright's thank you to Gabe at D'Annunizo & Battistoni Clothiers)

The last coach I will analyze is none other than Jay Wright, who coached his 3 seeded Villanova squad to the Final Four in this year’s tournament, breaking the hearts of Pitt fans along the way. But I can’t hold Wright’s Pitt win against him as I analyze his fashion sense. And even if I could, Jay Wright would easily maintain his spot as perhaps both the best looking and best dressed coach in college basketball. As one of the pundits writes, Wright has “movie star looks and a wardrobe that would rival any in Tinsel Town.” Wright’s I-talian suits are custom-made at D’Annunzio & Battistoni Clothiers, which boasts the following about its hand-crafted fashion for men: “There is nothing that compares to dressing in custom-made. Nothing. The comfort that comes from owning a piece of excellently crafted clothing, the uniquely ‘you’ feel that comes from wearing it, and the quiet confidence that comes from knowing that there is no one in the room better dressed... and that, while fashion may come and go, your piece of custom clothing will never go out of style.” Jay is known for his four-button, three piece suits, which tend to stay buttoned during the game, until the sweet smell of victory wafts over to the sidelines, and then onto the court.

Looking uncannily like George Clooney, it’s not surprising that Jay Wright is a multiple winner of GQ’s annual Fashionable Four, a contest to see who’s the best-dressed coach in college basketball. As one blogger writes, “Villanova games don’t have to be in High Definition—Jay Wright makes the TV look better.” And if you have any doubts about Jay Wright’s good looks and fashion sense, just see how good he looks next to yours truly and a certain Lyddie Cate, who’s pretty sure she’s found her Mr. Wright.

Well, that’s all from Fashion Annie, as they call me on the runway. Until next year!
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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Syracuse & UConn Play For A Long Time

(Rat Boy with a little premature celebration)

Of course I have a few thoughts from Thursday's Syracuse/Connecticut 6-overtime game. I just didn't have the strength or energy to write them on Friday. So instead, I chose to write a pissy post to the demanding masses, claiming the epic Big East Tournament contest was uninteresting. This is mostly true. I'm not here to write about content. I'm here to write about process. That's what you've all come to expect. So here (finally) are my musings about Syracuse's 127-117 6 OT win over UConn, along with some final thoughts on the Big East Tournament:

Syracuse & UConn's All Nighter:
  • Watched the game at The Saloon in Mt. Lebanon in the company of CJS, Kim, Chris H., A.J., & Rick. The only one really invested in the game before it came a classic was CJS, who still unquestioningly roots for the Orangemen based on his love of a color pattern back in 5th grade. Soft. In the spirit of full disclosure, I had a Washington Huskies Starter jacket in 7th grade because I liked their colors and logo. Still...not as soft as CJS.
  • Before the game even went into overtime, we were all ready to go home. Everyone was either tired or had to work the next day. Little did we know what was going to happen next. I have to give Kim some props here...she had to work the next day and probably wasn't too excited to go out in the first place. She left after the 2nd overtime...4 overtimes before the game ended. You're a trooper Kimberly!
  • Any time a sporting event goes so long that one orders drinks long after one has closed their tab and sobered up, is probably a very good one.
  • You've all seen Eric Devendorf's "winning" 3-pointer at the end of regulation that didn't count. After preening, posing, and showing-up Seton Hall the night before, Rat Boy drew attention to himself again by jumping up on the scorer's table after the phantom 3-pointer. His teammates quickly pulled him down...but the image of the cocky, tattooed guard with poor facial hair standing on a table will now be around for generations to enjoy.
  • Jonny Flynn of Syracuse deserves some huge credit for not only playing 67 of a possible 70 minutes, but for hitting all 16 of his free throws...many of which were taken on exhausted legs. A.J. Price gets some props from me to for being damn good and for not having any eligibility left, therefore, never being able to play Pitt again. Also...coaches Jim Boeheim and Jim Calhoun are looking old.
  • The most interesting thing from this game was when Canadian-born Andy Rautins hit a wide-open 3-pointer for Syracuse at the end of the 3rd overtime that tied the game at 98. Twenty-eight years ago, Rautins' father, Leo, tipped in a buzzer-beater to topple Villanova in the 1981 Big East tourney championship game...in three overtimes...in what was then the longest conference tournament game in history.
  • I wish that somebody would have had the balls to ask Jim Calhoun about his salary after the game. This would have been the PERFECT opportunity for that follow up! He could have at least worked it into his post game press conference. Here's how it could have played out: Reporter - "Coach Calhoun, are you disappointed or unhappy that your team lost this 6 overtime game tonight?" Coach Calhoun - "I have 1.6 MILLION reasons to be happy right now! In fact...I have A LOT more than that!"
  • Had a very nice back-and-forth texting exchange with Liz during the game. You know that something is becoming an event when someone texts, "are you watching this?" The absurdity of things was exponential with each overtime. It was impossible not to get caught up in the madness. "Only basketball can make me stay up this late", Liz said at 1:15 am. I could not have put it better myself. I hope Anna Lou's 2 am wakeful period wasn't too bad that night.
  • Remember when Georgia had to play two games in one day to miraculously win the SEC Tournament last season? This had to be worse.
  • That Syracuse went on to beat West Virginia the next night 74-69 in OVERTIME was quite comical.
Other Big East Tourney Thoughts:
  • West Virginia head coach Bob Huggins wore the same suit, shirt, and tie for three consecutive games. The combo ran out of luck during the Mountaineers semifinal loss to Syracuse. What exactly was he thinking? Who knows.
  • Jamie Dixon was absolutely brilliant to let Pitt lose in the quarterfinals. The Panthers now have a week to rest and get focused for the important tournament. What has reaching the Big East Championship game done for them during the last 7 seasons? Nothing. And don't give me the whole..."Pitt was trying and still lost the game!" bullshit. Gary McGhee was getting quality minutes in the first half. Enough said.
  • Discovered that Annie's favorite player on West Virginia is Devin Ebanks. I didn't know that Annie had a favorite West Virginia player. I also have no idea why it's Devin Ebanks. Please feel free to explain yourself at any time Annie.
  • Before the Syracuse/UConn game...the best game of the tournament was the Marquette vs. Villanova game from earlier in the day Thursday. Dwayne Anderson made a last second layup to give Jay Wright's Villanova squad a 76-75 victory. The result of this thriller should have made Matt quite happy. At least until his Wildcats lost to Louisville the next day.
  • As I've said all season long, DePaul is the best 0-18 team in Big East history. They proved my point by upsetting Cincinnati in the first round then giving Providence all they could handle on Wednesday. The frumpy Jerry Wainwright did a great job of getting his team to peak at just the right time.
  • Louisville defeated an exhausted Syracuse team last night to win the tournament. This should give the Big East three #1 seeds when the brackets come out in 4 hours. Everyone rooting for the Cardinals knows how to correctly pronounce "Louisville". I'm sorry I'm not drinking with Tony in South Bend right now.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Blog Intro #3 - What We Know

Nothing. We know absolutely nothing. That's a good place to start.

I quit the blog. I was done. It was finished. For a good 15 minutes tonight, the previous three statements were true. I was as furious as Bob Knight during a solid chair toss as I watched the Pitt debacle, only I was not sporting a stylish polo shirt or knit sweater. I've followed this team all season and this is how they repay me? A shit-tastic performance at Providence? Going down less than 48 hours after being voted the #1 team in the country? I felt as if I had teleported back to 2005 and was watching a Carl Krauser led Panthers squad. There was no precedent from this season hinting at the possibility of a pathetic effort such as this. In EVERY SINGLE GAME the Pitt Panthers had played this season, they led by 10 points during the contest (yes, even in their two losses). It was INCONCEIVABLE that a scenario like this would play out. A Pitt loss while ranked number one? Sure...those things happen. But being down on the road by 18 at halftime after being labeled the nation's best? That my friends is ridiculous.

What was the point of the blog? Why go on? I don't want to see these upset highlights over and over again, let alone discuss the event rationally, let alone WRITE about it. Why suffer like that? My feelings could be summed up by a text Liz sent me after North Carolina fell to Maryland on Saturday: "It's too soon. I can't talk about it." Exactly.

And it is too soon. But curiously enough, I find myself writing about the Pitt upset at Providence. Why? Because that's what we do as fans. We move forward...always moving forward. The pain makes us sick. Losses deflate us. Upsets feel like a punch in the face. But there is always the next game...and if not the next game...the next season. No matter what happens with the stupid teams we root for based on whatever reasons we have to root for them...we're going to come back. We're going to cheer, swear, yell, bitch, and taunt. That's our role. As fans, that's what we're here to do. There is a lot of basketball left to be played. Victory and redemption are always around the corner. (In Pitt's case, that victory better come Saturday night at Seton Hall, or this blog really is over)

TURN RECORD OVER

I need these blog intros to be over...so with absolutely no transition, here are a few things that we kinda, sorta, might know about college basketball this season:
  • The four best teams in the country are Pitt, North Carolina, UConn, and Oklahoma. There is a marked drop-off after this group with the next tier being Memphis, Michigan State, Louisville and an ACC team yet to be determined. BUT...the top four teams from this year are not as good as the top four teams from last year when all #1 seeds reached the final four. Each of these four teams have weaknesses and each of these four teams have shown they can lose at any time. Do not fill out a control bracket this year and expect to win you pool. (P.S. I guarantee I beat the control bracket in Phil's pool this year)
  • The SEC and the PAC-10 stink. Here's a little exercise - Think about your team playing in the NCAA tournament. Now imagine that they just defeated some small school in the first round and are gearing up for their second round match-up against an unknown SEC or PAC-10 school. Now go through the list of every single team in those conferences that might make the tournament and find ONE team that you would be worried about. I'll wait. (downloading music and twittering about blogging while waiting) You finished? I DARE you to name me one team from either conference that you think your team could not beat.
  • The Big 10 plays the most boring brand of basketball in the history of humankind. Penn State defeated Illinois 38-33 last week. That score really speaks for itself and I should stop there, but the fascinating thing is that Illinois was ranked #16 at the time and was playing at HOME!!! It was also the second time this season that Illinois failed to score 40 points in a game. Penn St. is much improved this year, but hardly a powerhouse. The Fighting Illini and the Big 10 should be embarrassed. Play the exercise from the point above with the Big 10 and see if you come across any scary teams besides Michigan St. Maybe Iowa could switch conferences so the Big 10 could actually be the Big 10 again. I'm only filling out a Big 10 Conference Tournament bracket this year because of principle...not because I'll enjoy it.
  • The following individuals all have something in common: Oliver Purnell (Clemson), Trent Johnson (LSU), Leonard Hamilton (Florida State), Mike Anderson (Missouri), Craig Robinson (Oregon State), Jeff Capel (Oklahoma), and Lewis Jackson (Alabama State). What do these men have in common you ask? They are all GREAT college basketball head coaches.
  • Nobody is officially in or out of the NCAA Tournament yet. I haven't been offered a large sum of money to sell-out this blog (yet), but I'm starting to wonder if I'd accept the offer should it present itself. (I TOTALLY would, but stay with me) The media is driving ME crazy...and that's saying something. I'm starting to realize that if one pays attention to something for long enough, it will eventually begin to dissolve one's brain. According to "analysts" and "experts" there are roughly 82 teams that are locks for the NCAA Tournament, with another 27 or so on the bubble. The 24 hour news cycle is truly maddening. I'm all for talking/complaining/bs'ing about sports, but come on members of the media...talk about strong teams from lesser known conferences, Jerry Wainwright's hair, or the lost art of the mid-range jump shot instead of relentlessly guessing bubble teams when all know things will really start to take shape next week. I'm Desmond Huntington and I'm in the NCAA Tournament. Thanks for reading.
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