The Sad, True Tale of Woe
There isn't much to say. We played them close to halftime, took a one-point lead, and then the accursed Bubba Walther train three treys on three straight possessions, and that was all she wrote. We had it back to 5 inside of one minute, but that was all there was. In all fairness, and in all understatement, OU is clearly a better than then us, notching three double digit wins over us.
On the game, Martin played all 40 in his final game as a Falcon, and scored 15, shooting 6 of 20 from the field. Nate had a double double (16/10), and Moten (see, did I tell you?) added 12. On the minus side, OU's big men ate Otis alive, as he fouled out in 9 minutes of play. We only shot 32%, and we can't win like that (who can??). We only turned the ball over 7 times and committed 23 fouls.
So, another season ends. There will be plenty of pixels devoted here to a final accounting of all this. Coach in the post-game said we were much better than last three weeks and will be really good next year. That would be a hell of a lot of fun.
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