Sure, I will probably have to turn in a man card for admitting this, and I run the risk of being knifed in my sleep by Cardboard Jim Traber for publicly acknowledging it as a sport, but I'm starting to dig women's basketball.
That's right, I said it: I am enjoying women's basketball.
As an OSU fan, I have little choice. While I would appreciate being satisfied at watching my football team dismantle a middle of the pack team in the worst major conference at a bowl named after a sponsor who provides a product I have no concept of, or being okay with Sean Sutton swiftly destroying his father's legacy in the men's game, I'm not. Truth be told, right now women's basketball is the one thing I can get behind.
For the 99% of you reading this who spend no time following the sport, it might surprise you to learn that Oklahoma State Cowgirls are currently 16-1 and ranked in the teens of both polls. (Yes, they have polls for Women's Basketball, too.) Last week, the team destroyed the #6 team in the country (some team called "OU") in a soldout Gallagher-Iba Arena. (It should be noted that the men's game played at GIA earlier in the day did not fill up despite national coverage related to Bobby Knight's attempt to reach 900 career victories.) In that game, sophomore point guard Andrea Riley had a breakout performance by scoring 45 points, then a few days later iced the Big XII preseason favorite, Texas A&M, with the game deciding three pointer.
It is this Andrea Riley who has created the energy around a sport and program that is generally a complete afterthought.