It used to be - once upon a time - that the spring was my quiet season, when I didn't really comment that much about sports. But with Lehigh making it into both the men's and women's NCAA basketball tournament, it's been a lot more compelling to follow all the action and keep a close eye on the proceedings. (Even though my Villanova/Temple Final four pick seems, in retrospect, crazier than picking Lehigh to upset Kansas in the first round. ) Usually by this time of the tournament, my NCAA pools are busted wide open, the out-of-control athletics departments at, say, North Carolina or Kentucky are looking at winning the national championship, and I'm busy breaking down the offensive and defensive spring rosters for Lehigh football. But a funny thing happened on the way to inevitability: Butler won me over. Maybe it's because I'm the fan of a "smaller conference", or maybe it's because I'm genetically programmed to root for the underd
Independent writing about Lehigh, the Patriot League, FCS football and whatever I damn well please since 2003