A musical ode to Rick Greenspan and Mike Davis.

[Univee2]

With apologies to the Eagles, to the tune of "Hotel California":

Hotel Indiana:

In a dark corner office
Last call of the day
Warm smell of Strombolis
Still making me sway
Up ahead in the hallway
I saw a fearsome light
My head grew heavy, at just the sight of him
I had to stop for the night
There he stood in the doorway
I heard the voice of Todd
..(background - "It takes a real man")
And I was playing with myself
I could be the Devil here or I could be God
Then he pointed his camera
And he caught me that day
There were voices from the Media
I thought I heard them say

(Chorus)

Welcome to the Hotel Indiana
Such an average team
Such an average team (background)
Such a scary dream
Plenty of fools at the Hotel Indiana
At this time of year
At this time of year (background)
You'll now find us here
You'll now find us here

His nails are beautifully lacquered
He's got the tourney's fourth seed
He's got a lot of shooting, shooting guards
More than we'll ever need
How they stall in the backcourt
Sweet Jesus, pass!
Some bounce it in one place
Some run out of gas
So I called up the new Prez
Please give me my chance
He said
We no longer care here about that Big Dance
And still those Peegsters are typing from far, far away
Wake me up in the middle of a whizz
Just to hear them say

(Chorus)
Welcome to the Hotel Indiana
Such a lonely place
Such a lonely place (background)
Such declining grace
They're giving it up at the Hotel Indiana
What a sad demise
What a sad demise (background)
Hooray for fourth place ties.

Banners in the background
Huge trophies behind glass
And he said
We are all just victims here
So don't fire my ass
And in the A.D.'s chambers
They gathered for the Word
They want to verify it
But they just can't believe what they've heard
Last thing I remember
I was running for my ride
I had to find a "no comment" so I could quickly hide
Relax, said the Head Coach
I have the negative up my sleeve
You can chew me out any time you like
But now I can never leave.

 

[CF**]

nicely done.*

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[iubigman]

Bravo, but it scares me how much free time you must have***

nt

 

[Bligedy]

Bravo! **

n

 

[Bligedy]

Didn't you research underbritches earlier?

We all have our work escapes Big Fella

 

[BigRedSpec]

Excellent work. nt

Regards.

 

[Stunnedmonkey]

egg-selent...*

v

 

[iubigman]

Also true. Touche*********

nt

 

[mac624]

Excellent!! One for the Legendary Board**

IU

 

[pwb1]

Shooting, Shooting Guards.

I love it !

 

[Group82]

^^^^^^^^HOF Nominee^^^^^^^^^

Put a smile on my face for the first time today.

 

[pwb1]

^^^He said underbritches^^^

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[clubjockey]

Beauty, eh...nt

nt

 

[Uber]

Kudo's. Bloody freaking marvelous. *

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[1987Grad]

Someone should record that. Great job. *

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[DannyV]

Flippin' Sweet! well done. **

x

 

[FormerPoster]

Nicely done, Univee. Offered one up myself on the Sandbox...

but it quickly got washed away. I didn't redo the whole song, but you get the idea.

With deepest apologies to Don McLean:

March Hysteria High (sung to "American Pie")

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that photo used to make me smile.

And I thought: give the guy a chance
That he could make the Hoosiers dance
And, maybe, we'd be happy for a while.

But the last two years made me shiver
With every postgame he'd deliver.
"Help is on the way soon."
"…You know." "The four seed!" made me swoon.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read what IU did decide,
But something touched me deep inside
The day our program died.

So bye-bye, March hysteria high.
Have those banners in the rafters,
But no more gonna fly.
And an empty Hall where you can hear a mouse sigh
I fear he'll be coaching us 'til I die.
He'll be coaching us 'til I die.

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[andyiu96]

That brought tears to my eyes..*

IU

 

[iubolt]

Nice Job!!!! At least someone has a sense of humor around here. *

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