Finally. I knew there was a reason why I always found John Calipari to be something less than likable, and - ironically enough - it's because he's too concerned with being liked. We are talking about a guy that runs a semi-professional pitstop for kids that have no intention of using their one year of college as anything more than a showcase for the next level. Contrary to the negative slant of the previous sentence, I don't have a problem with him doing so, because - while I find the game to be disingenuous - there's no reason for me to hate the person who plays it the best. What I do have a problem with is someone not embracing their role as the villain when it comes with the territory of always having a competitive advantage. The size of the smile that John Calipari wears after a win should only be challenged by the size of the smile he wears when an entire student section directs their ire at him, and only him. He should relish being told that he sucks by fans of an incredibly inferior program, because no coach would ever get that much attention unless he was great at what he does. Now, I know that part of the reason that he stormed off the court was because he was upset with his team of first round NBA talent for only having a one point halftime lead over a 7-20 team. That said, having a couple hundred college kids drown him out on live TV clearly rattled his cage, and that should not happen to someone who perpetually roams freely at the top of the standings and whose annual success inherently makes them a heel. Maybe Coach Cal should turn that frown upside down, because a person who has zero self awareness is almost as obnoxious as a person who doesn't realize that winning all the damn time is obnoxious. He's obviously both and his sour puss is only going to lead to more personalized chants.
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