Well, you knew it wouldn't take long didn't you? The NCAA is beginning it's investigation now into the law of physics. Seems that the world was supposed to stop spinning last night and it didn't happen. Hmph, serves them right.

This one is for all of them. Every last stinking detractor who has championed lesser men in the hopes of pushing John Calipari's buttons. For every sportswriter who said it couldn't be done. For every "expert" who claimed that Kentucky was "too talented". For every last foul-mouthed jerk who has claimed that the NCAA is going to be knocking on our door the minute the trophy is hoisted into the air. So now all of you can have it, the world's biggest......................................Thank You!

You see, it makes it all the sweeter to know that every last one of you individuals is going to have to sit down and be honset with yourselves. Oh, you don't have to let anyone know. Perish that thought. But you have to look yourselves in the mirror (those of you who cast a reflection), and say well, I guess he can do that. And just to add a little sting to that voice in the back of your heads that always tells you when you are wrong, you were soooooooooo wrong.

This morning John Calipari, his staff, and a group of young men who will live forever in the hearts of the UK faithful are going to board a plane and fly back to Kentucky with that NCAA Trophy in hand. They will be welcomed back by thousands at the airport, and millions over the state. They will receive accolades aplenty. They will be compensated as well. Six or Seven of these young men are going to be millionaires in a few months. More of them will accomplish that feat a little later. And the best part of the whole thing is that you all got to witness it, assuming you had the stones to watch. Of course you probably didn't. Most of you were probably ghastly offended by the very premise of the game. But some of you tuned in to see if your predictions of gloom and doom would come true. Hah!

So, go find another axe to grind. Calipari has hung two banners in three years, even if one was not exactly what we wanted. He is producing multi-millionaires faster than Warren Buffett's last book, and he is singlehandedly removing all doubt from the minds of his critics, one at a time. His next mission? He wants to obtain perfection. He wants a 40-0 season. And he wants to see even more of these young men become successful and continue to be a thorn in the side of the less educated. Rupp Arena has lots of rafters folks. And when they get done renovating it, there will be more. While 8 is great, 9 will be fine, and 10 will make for an even bigger grin. So, come one, come all. The Greatest Show On Earth is underway, and the new P.T. Barnum is at the helm, and the world is just beginning to see what he can do.

Elite Eight, Final Four, National Championship, Perfection? Any of you experts want to bet against him? Heh. That's what I thought.