Game #8-788: Cal Poly Mustangs at UNLV Runnin RebelsNovember 22, 2011 10:05 pm
A basketball season is like a roller coaster. It is divided into different parts, each providing a basketball team a certain point of reference in which to base improvements or to start over if there are none to be had.
I'll be honest. This write up is happening on the morning of March 26th, and the game occurred on November 11th of last year. Specifics of the game are probably lost to me forever. It is interesting to look back and see where these teams started, and how their seasons ended up.
For UNLV, this was another in an early string of easy wins as they re-established themselves on the national scene. Cal Poly was in Las Vegas to hopefully get some early season battle scars that could serve them well later on in the season.
Cal Poly wound up having a modest season, finishing over .500 and hanging up the sneakers after a semi-final loss to Santa Barbara in the Big West conference tournament. They notched a win over Pac-12 USC, picked up a few road wins in conference play, and wound up winning 3 of their last 4. Things could have been worse.
I always like to think that these early season conference tournaments (this was part of the Las Vegas Invitational) give teams a chance to figure out what they have under the hood. Yes, UNLV ran Cal Poly out of the building, winning by 30+ and a balanced scoring effort from Mike Moser (14 pts), and Anthony Marshall (13 pts). All five UNLV starters scored in double figures. I DO remember leaving class just a *bit* early to make the tip for the game. I remember feeling disappointed that I would miss the rest of the Las Vegas Invitational, as I would be traveling to Michigan soon to see family for Thanksgiving. What I wound up missing was UNLV beating then number 1 North Carolina at the Orleans Arena.
Cal Poly's David Hanson did keep things interesting for at least the first half. Solid player scoring and on the glass. UNLV's firepower blew the doors off in the second half, which cleared out most of the fans before the game was over. This was important, as there was less traffic to battle on the way home. I had suitcases to pack and an irrational wife to calm down as she was trying her best to figure out why I would be at this random game instead of preparing for our travels to the midwest.
This write up was lost in the rest of the happenings of my life. Now I know why I was there. 800 games is going to happen.
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