After ten years of this nonsense, I’ve finally had enough.
Herb Sendek must go. No ifs, ands, or buts.
Today’s result was a disgrace. A supposedly Top 25 basketball team was punk’d Broadway style by the alleged worst team in the ACC – and for the second time in less than a week. France showed more gumption against Hitler’s Panzer divisions than Herb Sendek’s basketball team showed against Wake Forest today.
Hell, shutting up Eric Williams’ overfed, overbearing, overindulgent mother was enough motivation for any normal team to stomp Wake’s ass into the Greensboro turf. Instead, we were treated to a 40 minute clown show of Justin Gray gangsta signs, schooling by Division II Wake white boys, and – most of all – Mrs. Williams and Eric, the most obnoxious mother-son duo since the days of Greek mythology. And our coach let all of this happen.
What the hell? I mean, really … what the hell?
And worst of all, there are no answers. Herb Sendek ain’t talking. Just another daytight compartment. Just another career effort by allegedly inferior players, from allegedly inferior teams, who just coincidentally happened to rise to the occasion – again – against a supposedly superior opponent.
This isn’t Herb’s regular UNC and Duke punking, folks. This is complete collapse. If you don’t realize that, if you keep on posting the same old platitudes to camouflage the fact that we are now an official conference laughingstock, then you’re dumber than a sack of hammers.
Herb Sendek must go. It’s that simple. Wendell Murphy can sit in his box, wipe ‘cue grease off of his lips, and mutter of “clean programs” all he wants. Smedes York can huff and puff with all the superannuated basketball expertise a late middle-aged ex-basketball white boy can summon. It matters not – Herb Sendek must go.
How long, one wonders, must what once was a proud championship tradition be hijacked by an athletic director whose benchmark for success is a lack of indictments? How long will big donors, supposedly intelligent men, be seduced by the siren song of Herb Sendek’s ego-stroking platitudes? How long will people who remember the glory days of NC State basketball continue to tolerate an athletic director who claims that fan discontent with this sorry state of affairs is, well, normal – because Coach K has his detractors, too?
Our tradition – what’s left of it – has been hijacked by bunco men and frauds. What will it take to wake the fanbase up and demand accountability?
