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Tuesday, February 24, 2004
(cliched sportswriter bullshit) It wasn’t the first time this season Michigan State looked left for dead. Trailing Michigan, 52-40, it looked like a repeat of the loss to Illinois two weeks earlier. Or the loss to Kansas, or Duke, Oklahoma, Kentucky, UCLA, Syracuse, Wisconsin and Purdue. It looked like this MSU team was incapable of winning the big game.
Oh they would make it look close, but they couldn’t win. The team that Magic Johnson promised would bring MSU its third national championship could not do that or much of anything else.
Not this time.
When it mattered –the final 11 minutes- Michigan State played their best ball of the season in Ann Arbor, scoring 32 points and holding Michigan to 17.
Tremendous game. Kelvin Torbert most likely was the difference. He scored 15 of his 18 points in the second half.
Never doubt Izzo.
There was a beautiful moment in the second half when Michigan missed a shot and four Spartans surrounded the basket, each closer to the ball than anybody from Michigan.
Funny how I can write economically about sports with far more ease than I can when the topic is more serious, or even my inability to write without including more words than I probably should include.