Pound for pound, The Big Red Dog, Clifford Alexander, will be the best big man on the floor. Not one of UK's footers is better.
Kelly Oubre will unquestionably be the greatest athletic freak on the floor. No UK 3/4 man has his wingspan, or his in the air game. Not one.
Svi is the next Larry Bird. None of UK's freshman are going to be as good as Svi will become. He doesn't just have a high ceiling, he has a 60 story sky scraper on his foundation.
Frank Mason is going to eat Tyler Uliis alive. His is then going to pick his teeth with one of Tyler's skinned metacarpal filanges. (Note: all you still billies down their with shared genes. Don't think for a second that cracked toothers and inbred gun rackers send any chill down the backs of Marine Raiders Battalion Jayhawk. We are trained to take real estate and destroy what gets in the way. Fear is not part of our equation. We are not trained to take prisoners, and we have not provisions for doing so. We are a basketball expeditionary force come to kill enemy and take a 90 long piece of real estate.) Seriously, Mason is going to suffocate Tyler defensively, then take him inside and score on him until Cal pulls him out, and then when Cal sends him back in, Mason is going to flat behead him.
Wayne Selden will guaranty that on of the Harrison Twins gets ZERO open looks. And he will hurt the pussy with manly contact and ripped out strength, while doing it.
When the other sissy Harrison Twin is in, Brannen Greene will mad stork him into submission and Brannen, while being tall enough to completely draw the blinds on his open looks, will in turn launch a torrent of threes that he has been saving up till Self gave him a green light.
Svi, who at 17, is already use to playing with grown men, will laugh at the effeminate twigs that UK calls its Mickey D backups, and proceed to wing distribute and drain treys in ways the little wet behind the ears UK freshman will wet their diapers trying to stop with straight legged defense and amateur reaching.
KU's version of Rodin's Thinker, Perry "I Score, Therefore I Am" Ellis, will slide off the lines and slide off the spots and spin for scores and drawn fouls almost at will against the big slow footed clods like Willy Cauley-Stein.
Jamari "Plastique" Traylor will explode into their faces, into their chests, into their air space, into their passing lanes, and in their heads. Not one of these UK weenies is going to have seen a 6-6 post man run the floor, and dust the top of the back board, and bring blast effect all over the faces of the UK children like Plastique can bring.
Lucas and Mickelson are ten painful fouls in the trenches, where UK thinks height makes right, but where UK is about to learn that hurt makes right. Welcome to the 21st Century equivalent of John Salley and Bill Laimbeer--the Baaaaaaad Boys 2.0. They are out to damage the OAD merchandize that we KNOW the UK OADs' advisors will have ordered their OADs to protect all game, because we know how that shizz works.
And more counter hype will follow if needed.
(Note: of course, this is all just counter hype to counterbalance the UK hype. No malice.)
