The offseason begins (sort of), and Mizzou Wrestling suffers some heartbreakers.
Not sure what I'm going to say about the game yet, so I won't say anything at all, at least other than "Congratulations, Larry Eustachy. May my team never play yours again so I never have to root against you again."
Packing for Lexington, moving the Rock M, stealing one from South Carolina, and beating the pants off of Ole Miss.
Bleeding clock only does one thing for certain: cut down the number of possessions for the offensive team. If you make it easy for the defense to get stops then push the ball down the floor you haven't done yourself any favors.