This may not be Self's Mona Lisa — he did win a national championship, after all — but this is the year he turned finger paints into a masterpiece.

This is a great article from Grantland about the invention of basketball and KU’s vital role in the foundations of the game, all juxtaposed with the story of Bill Self’s career with the Jayhawks. It actually made me tear up toward the end, but I’m tired and kind of emotional today, so don’t hold it against me.

16 March 2012 ·

The Atlantic: "If You Root Against Kansas, You Root Against America"

This piece doesn’t want for hyperbole, but it does accurately convey one very important fact: historically speaking, you wouldn’t be watching the game of basketball as we know it today if it weren’t for the University of Kansas.

25 March 2011 ·

The Daily Beast: March Madness: Which Celebrity Alumni Will Win?

This is fun.  It’s a little confusing when they pit living alumni against those that have already “exited the tournament of life,” so to speak.  For instance, John Boehner (Xavier) vs. Chris Farley (Marquette)?  Too soon, TDB.  Too soon.

On the other hand, Paul Rudd (Kansas) vs. Jason Alexander (Boston Univeristy) seems pretty parallel.  I’m furiously knocking on wood, now.

17 March 2011 ·

Dudes!  I’m ranked number one in ESPN’s Tournament Challenge! Just wait until I start scoring points, then I’m going to be ranked even higher!  And to think, when I was born, the doctor told my parents that I’d never have the wits or the pancreatic capacity for heavy bracketology.  Well, look at me now, Mom!  You always said I was your little miracle boy, and now I’ve proven you right, and all those sawbones that said it couldn’t be done are wiping the egg from their faces.  Dad, you don’t have to be ashamed of me anymore.  Now you can take me to the country club and hold your head up high.  I can’t wait to see how it feels to have you love me.  Huzzah! 

Dudes!  I’m ranked number one in ESPN’s Tournament Challenge! Just wait until I start scoring points, then I’m going to be ranked even higher!  And to think, when I was born, the doctor told my parents that I’d never have the wits or the pancreatic capacity for heavy bracketology.  Well, look at me now, Mom!  You always said I was your little miracle boy, and now I’ve proven you right, and all those sawbones that said it couldn’t be done are wiping the egg from their faces.  Dad, you don’t have to be ashamed of me anymore.  Now you can take me to the country club and hold your head up high.  I can’t wait to see how it feels to have you love me.  Huzzah! 

14 March 2011 ·

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