missed the game entirely holed up at Nowhere.
Well, here's the babe psychology of Utah athletics generally. I dunno, I can hope we have some players who won't do this (again). Success is the Utah "krypton" factor. We need a tough loss here and there to get back to the traditional role of all Utah athletes. Underdog. I'd say the "hayseed" state motto, but we don't grow enough hay here.
Fertilizer Rocks. That's Utah's ticket. The Fertilizer Rock State motto: Pre-Cambrian Rock has good live Protozoan species you can't get anywhere else. That's the Spark of Life for this planet, and for all Utah athletes. We just gotta cry some sweaty tears and the stuff dissolves into the primal soil and produces the mental clarity to win the next game.
BTW. Fertilizer Rocks are not original with me. When I bought my farm, the old farmer then---85 years old--- told me his favorite jokes about city slicker kids who imagined they could farm.
The real estate agent had to try real hard to make the sale, as he drove his gentleman would-be farmer up to the place.
"Damn!!!!!" He fairly shouted. "They've been here again. Every time I leave someone comes in with a truck to steal my fertilizer rocks".
Another one: The curious city slicker, bracing against a stiff north wind, asked "Does the wind always blow like this?"
"No. Sometimes it turns around and blows the other way."
So anyway. I got my fields of fertilizer rocks and plenty of wind.
Jazz take game six, no matter which way the wind blows.
