We are currently on the bus after demolishing Kent State (score). Because the adrenaline is rushing, let me give you my rendition of the experience. Granted I’ve been to the MAC Tournament before as a fan, but this is my first venture to press row as a broadcaster. It’s amazing to think that I am sitting somewhat close to where Michael Reghi is calling out Lebron James’ astounding slams, J’s, and dishes. The game was every bit as exciting as my broadcast partner, Mike Castellano, and I had thought it would be. BGSU controls the first half in dominating fashion and despite a slow first four minutes to the second frame, Bianca Hooten lit it up “Whitney Taylor-style” from Three Ball Land. Three consecutive treys turned the tides and had me see more emotion out of Bianca in thirty seconds than I have seen all season long. I was very excited for her, as I’m sure the rest of the fans were. Bob Lindsay, head coach of the Flashes, has to be thinking at this point, “Who in the hell do I guard, because I can’t guard them all!” BG wins the game and the rest can be seen in Erin Schorr’s notes on the BG Falcons website. Next… Ohio Bobcats on Friday, 2:30pm.

Ok, so leading into the game. Need I remind anybody that doesn’t already know not only are we in the BGRSO broadcasters, but also full-time students? So guess what that means? Oh yes, that means term papers, tests, and reading assignments. At least I did one of those three. Pretty much wrote an entire term paper in three hours. Wait, this isn’t exciting. Moving on…

So my “least Arab tie I could find” at that men’s outlet store got mad reviews today. BG Sports Information Director, Mike Cihon, praised my selection, but said he would have been far more impressed had I actually went with the Muslim scripture style. This is when Erin Schorr butts in and says it’s a good thing I didn’t or I would never hear the end of it, which makes me feel really good that I didn’t decide to be my off-the-wall self and buy something that would make me look ridiculous. With my forest green shirt complimenting my multi-shaded green and white tie I felt like a peppermint candy cane, or more appropriately the March Madness Leprechaun on press row.

There is really no easy way to write this without sounding like the most ignorant person alive, but I love being a senior. Period. Especially with a young think-they-know-it-all freshman as one of my two roommates on this trip. More entertaining is Mike Castellano, who usually is man of much patience, but this time patience was hard to come by, yet hilarious wise cracks were aplenty. Thank you Mike for making “Young Gun” a ‘joy’ to be around. Friday and hopefully Saturday should be fun.

I promised a story with me and Mike’s “unofficial uncontested” tour of The Q yesterday. So all players, coaches, media, etc. must attain a pass to verify you are not some random person looking to blow up Quicken Loans Arena. Because we needed to pick up our press passes separately, Mike and I need to find a particular section of the stadium to pick these up. At this point, we are on our own and more or less under my directional guidance. This is bad idea number one, especially if you know me. I don’t know how we ended up here but we found our way to a private section of the arena where during Cavs games be reserved for high end executives as a sort of “behind-the-scenes” suit, fully equipped with an actual basketball court floor and monster amounts of food, drink, plasma screen TVs and nifty lighting. This is definitely no where near where we are allowed to be without passes. Yet, every passing employee just kept right on trucking along with their daily activities not even questioning two guys in bright orange Bowling Green hoodies with no credentials. So more and more spelunking leads us to hall way after hall way with me poking my head into more doors than a peeping-tom before we made our way to the main level to be directed to the little dank corner that housed our passes. Getting lost in The Q would have only been more enjoyable had I actually made my way into the Cavs locker room or seen a Cavalier player since they were scheduled to have a game that night.

But, low and behold I got lost again in The Q trying to get back to the court. Don’t ask me how, but I ended up in the courtside executive suites. PS: They are very nice and fully stocked with enough food and drink for at least a dozen people. Sorry, I couldn’t help myself since I was right there.

Food. Too much of it. End of story. I think at this point I’m working out just to minimize the damage that all this eating is doing to me. Ugh. Bad timing in trying to eat healthy and in small portions.

“Rebounding wins championships.”

“We take one game at a time. We are here to win.”

“You may have relationships with players on teams staying in this hotel with us, but I don’t want you spending all your time chit chatting with them. Some teams are just playing to finish the season out. We are here to win it all.”

 - Curt Miller, head coach BGSU Falcons