It is Christmas Eve. As always, we're not shy with our thoughts. Read on.
• Nope, no football or basketball news or musings. Sorry. Not today. We'll be back tomorrow with those prior to the Cougars' championship game matchup with Butler at the Diamond Head Classic – and, no, I'm not bitter about not going to Hawaii this week; heck, I had Fresno in November. Today's thoughts are in the way of a Christmas thank you to all the readers of this SportsLink section. … A thank you for just reading. For commenting. For keeping it civil (for the most part). … A thank you for your kind words when my dad fell ill and passed this year. … A thank you for your words of encouragement as I try to recover the health I had before I ate that one damn oyster in Washington, D.C. last spring. … And a thank you for your Cougness, if that's a word. … When I was younger, I always wanted to cover major league baseball. I pictured sitting in Dodger Stadium's press box and being that guy who everyone thought was just this close to being Jim Murray. Never happened. But the past few years I've been able to cover the college equivalent of the Chicago Cubs and that's the next best thing. And, boy, do I hope no one takes that the wrong way. It's meant with all respect and reverence. Cougar fans and Cub fans seem so similar to me, always seeing next year as that year. Always persevering. Always hopeful. Always faithful. I know most of you lived through what would be roughly equivalent of the '45 World Series – the Rose Bowl years – and want it back so badly your eyes bleed. Crimson-colored blood, I'm sure. And that's part of your charm. Just don't let it turn your outlook on the sporting life bitter like some of my old Cub-fan friends. … OK, that's all I wanted to say. Oh, one more thing. … Thanks again.
• That's it for today. We'll be back tomorrow before the title game. Until then …