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Tigers Glide Past Tennessee-Martin; Rose Debut a Good One

(AP) – Derrick Rose didn’t take long to adjust to the college game.

The highly touted freshman had 17 points, six rebounds and five assists in his collegiate debut and No. 3 Memphis beat Tennessee-Martin 102-71 on Monday

Calipari said Rose might be the player Memphis needs this year to push them into the Final Four.

“You need to have a guy, that when the game is on the line, he can just dog the other guys and do whatever he wants when he wants,” Calipari said. “He can do that.”

Memphis senior forward Joey Dorsey has a sprained right shoulder sprain and did not play. He is also expected to miss Tuesday night’s game with the injury. Shawn Taggart, a transfer from Iowa State, started in his place and finished with 15 rebounds.

The Tigers will play Richmond, which beat Maine 44-42 on Monday, in the regional final Tuesday night. The winner will play in the semifinals at Madison Square Garden on Nov. 15.

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SI Ranks Tigers’ Dorsey as Top-15 Senior

Sports Illustrated‘s Luke Winn — itching for the start of the college basketball season — has ranked the top 15 senior players in the country. The Tigers’ Joey Dorsey makes the cut, and takes a little grief in the process:

Says Winn: “… a volatile character — his verbal jabs at Greg Oden in the NCAA tournament were well-publicized, as well as eventually embarrassing …”

Check out Winn’s rankings and more comments (and a photo gallery).

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FROM MY SEAT: Just Thinking…

• As
disheartening as it was to read of the Tiger basketball program’s latest
appearance on the police blotter, it was that much more discouraging — though
somehow not surprising — to find Joey Dorsey’s name in the mix. When freshman
Jeff Robinson and transfer Shawn Taggert were arrested on Beale Street in the
wee hours of September 2nd, some margin might have been granted to a pair of
kids not yet aware of the responsibility that comes with the quasi-royalty of
being Memphis Tiger basketball players. (Having been on campus a year, though,
Taggert gets less margin than does Robinson.)

But Joey
Dorsey? The 23-year-old senior “leader” of a team with national title hopes?
Having been previously connected with transgressions large (bar brawls in
February and June) and small (pouring water on another U of M student), Dorsey’s
track record already made him a lightning rod for controversy. Even if he was,
say, handing out 20-dollar bills, for the 6’9″ center of the city’s flagship
basketball institution to jump on top (!) of a bar is well beyond any boundaries
of taste and civility (at least this side of the Coyote Ugly staff).

I, for
one, can’t figure Dorsey out. I recall his humble post game assessment as a
sophomore on areas he needed to improve upon for his team to advance deeply into
the NCAA tournament. When I tried to touch on the same area last winter, he held
up his hand and proclaimed his policy of not speaking with the press. From
there, he proceeded to compare Ohio State’s Greg Oden to the Biblical David with
Dorsey himself in the role of Goliath . . . in front of the national press.
However lacking Dorsey may be in the details — and message — of scripture, he’s
apparently just as shallow when it comes to his conduct after dark. It’s gonna
be an interesting year covering the Tiger cagers.

• When I
saw Pete Sampras win the 1996 Kroger St. Jude championship at The Racquet Club
of Memphis, I told myself that — at age 26 — I had already seen the greatest
tennis player I’d ever see. From his serve to his forehand, from his net game to
his decade-long consistency, Sampras was a standard I placed on a pedestal
beyond reach of mortal players.

Then
along came Roger Federer. In winning his fourth straight U.S. Open — on the
heels of winning his fifth straight Wimbledon title in July — the 26-year-old
Swiss titan has made a tennis court his canvas, his opponents merely part of his
medium of choice. Whether it’s power (he out-aced Andy Roddick, remember) or the
surgical precision of his groundstrokes, Federer brings a beauty to a sport that
has been customarily bludgeoned in recent years by power-serving sluggers who
can’t cover half the court if their service is returned. Next time you watch
Federer play, count the times he stumbles or grunts. (Wouldn’t you think the
countless players — men and women — who incorporate screams with every stroke
might look at Federer and reconsider their volume as wasted energy?) With 12
Grand Slam titles to his credit, Federer may well break Sampras’ record of 14
next year. It seems the only challenge ahead of this racket-toting magician is
Rafael Nadal’s supremacy at the French Open and a calendar-year Grand Slam
sweep. Don’t bet against him.

• On
July 19th, I took my 8-year-old daughter to her first night game at AutoZone
Park. It happened to be Rick Ankiel’s 28th birthday. When Ankiel reached first
base after his second at-bat, the stadium organist serenaded the Thursday-night
crowd — and Mr. Ankiel — with the familiar jingle of “Happy Birthday.” I
remember how complicated it felt to try and explain to Sofia how exceptional it
is for a baseball player who has reached the highest level of his sport as a
pitcher to metamorphose into a power-hitting outfielder . . . and return to the
major leagues. That conversation was, well, kid stuff compared with the topic of
human growth hormone. Is a third-grade mind ready for a summary of HGH?

• The
39-19 loss suffered by Southern Miss at Tennessee Saturday is not a good sign
for Conference USA. It’s never easy to win in Neyland Stadium, but when the
preeminent program in C-USA loses by 20 to a team generally considered the third
best in the SEC’s Eastern Division, the recruiting gap between these conferences
is growing, not shrinking. Try convincing a blue-chipper life as a Golden Eagle
— or as a Memphis Tiger — would be better than that of a Vol, or a Gamecock, or
heavens, a Wildcat.

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Shall We Dance?

They are the two most confounding words in any sports debate: “Yeah, but … ” The 1972 Miami Dolphins are the greatest Super Bowl champion ever. Yeah, but they played a soft schedule. The 1995-96 Chicago Bulls are the best NBA team ever assembled. Yeah, but they didn’t have a center. Babe Ruth was the greatest slugger baseball will ever know. Yeah, but he played before the game was integrated.

The 2006-07 University of Memphis basketball team has some legitimate reasons to harbor dreams of the school’s first national championship. For every one of these factors, however, that ugly qualifier tarnishes the luster of hope Tiger fans have held throughout the winter. Can the expectations and potential of a special team — the South Region’s second seed — be realized during the only month that really matters in college basketball? Or will reality consume a team still a few variables short of championship caliber? Questions like these are why they play the games.

Here’s a look at the reasons to believe:

• The U of M ran roughshod over Conference USA, and, to a degree, the nation has to accept the Tigers as legitimate. If you look at the much-ballyhooed RPI rankings, C-USA isn’t even among the country’s 10 best conferences. As weak as the league appeared when the likes of Louisville, Cincinnati, Marquette, and DePaul jumped ship, it was that much weaker in 2006-07. C-USA will have but one representative in the NCAA tournament.

But what a torch-bearer.

Memphis went 16-0 in conference play this season, winning by an average margin of 18.5 points. They reeled off three more victories to win the league tournament and extend their nation-leading (and school-record) winning streak to 22 games. And their only three losses came against teams you’ll see in the Big Dance.

Does the relative weakness of C-USA competition diminish the talents of Coach John Calipari’s Tigers? It’s sort of a tree-falling-in-the-forest question, isn’t it? You can’t fault a coaching staff for recruiting the best players it can, league rivals be damned. How exactly this group would fare in the ACC, SEC, or Big East is a hypothetical weight no team should have to bear. Until March, when the big boys become the competition.

Larry Kuzniewski

Yeah, but … No team wins a national championship having nourished itself on B-league prey. Over the last quarter-century, only two teams have won titles outside the major conferences (UNLV in 1990 and Louisville in 1986). The fact is, if Memphis advances to the second round of the NCAA tournament, the Tigers will likely face a better team than any of their C-USA brethren. This means Memphis must win five consecutive games against competition superior to anything they’ve seen in order to be crowned champion.

• As talented as last season’s team was, this year’s squad is deeper and better. The 2005-06 Memphis team was one to remember, with a pair of first-round NBA draft picks (Rodney Carney and Shawne Williams) and a third player who made the all-conference team (Darius Washington). They won 33 games, reached the Elite Eight, and finished the season ranked among the country’s top 10.

Three supporting players for that team — Chris Douglas-Roberts, Antonio Anderson, and Robert Dozier — are now sophomores and form the leadership of the current squad. A fourth sophomore — Kareem Cooper — would have been the starting center for most C-USA teams but served as Joey Dorsey’s backup for the Tigers. With junior Andre Allen helping freshman Willie Kemp cut his playmaking teeth and Jeremy Hunt returning to the program and starring in a sixth-man role, Memphis has a multi-pronged unit that is perfect for Calipari’s quick hook and, when needed, message-delivering mass substitution.

During the 2006 C-USA tournament, Calipari smirked as he mentioned a common reply that comes when he delivers an admonishment to a player: “I’m trying.”

Larry Kuzniewski

Joey Dorsey

“Then I’ve got to find someone who can try a little harder,” said the coach. Depth is about options for a coach, and Calipari is dealing with more options than he’s had in his seven years at the Memphis helm. From freshman sharpshooter Doneal Mack to the massive Pierre Niles (who lost considerable minutes upon Cooper’s return in mid-December), Calipari doesn’t tolerate sloppy or lazy play, because he doesn’t have to.

• Yeah, but … When March Madness arrives, the value of depth is an inflated factor. We need only look at the two Tiger squads that reached the Final Four to pull the wool off the mythic importance of depth. The 1973 Tigers had but two players who made any impact off the bench (Bill Cook and Wes Westfall). As for the 1985 team, it was so dominated by its magnificent starting five that Willie Becton and Dwight Boyd would not so much as break a sweat in some games. It’s not the number of players. It’s the players, stupid.

• It’s time for Joey Dorsey to become a household name. Other than the man-child that is Ohio State’s Greg Oden (a potential Tiger opponent in the South Region finals), it’ll be hard to find a big man with the ability to impose himself on another team like the Tigers’ muscle-bound junior center from Baltimore. From his climb up the U of M shot-blocking charts to his increased value on the offensive end, C-USA’s 2007 Defensive Player of the Year brings a fury to his game that is a direct reflection of his coach’s impassioned style on the sideline. He’s a living, breathing double-double.

A recent trend in college basketball has seen a rebirth of the big man as the (literal) centerpiece for championship teams. While it wasn’t that long ago we saw guards like Arizona’s Mike Bibby and Michigan State’s Mateen Cleaves lead the way for their teams’ one shining moment, the last three years have been big man’s parties: Emeka Okafor with Connecticut in 2004, Sean May with North Carolina in 2005, then Joakim Noah with Florida last year. Guards remain integral to the tournament mix, and the six in Calipari’s rotation will have much to say about how many games the Tigers get to play in the dance. But Dorsey is the difference-maker, the one player opposing teams will sweat over in their matchup plans.

Yeah, but … Dorsey gets in foul trouble, and he can’t shoot free throws. If the Tigers are fortunate enough to have their big man on the floor for the last five minutes of a tight game, they better keep the ball away from him. It’s in the hands of 46 percent free-throw shooters where title dreams go to die.

Larry Kuzniewski

Chris Douglas-Roberts

• Jeremy Hunt is the storybook hero we’ve all been waiting for. He missed 10 games his freshman season due to a foot injury and infection. He tore the ACL in his left knee to end his sophomore season prematurely. He tore his right ACL during the NIT to end his junior season and endured months of rehab. He was permanently suspended before his senior season after his involvement in a domestic assault and a Beale Street brawl.

But back he came. Having earned his bachelor’s degree despite all the distractions, Hunt returned for a fifth year in the U of M program and has been among the two or three best sixth men in the country. In a narrow victory over Southern Miss at FedExForum on January 27th, there was a five-minute stretch in the second half when Hunt took over the contest. A steal, a blocked shot, a three-pointer, and a charge taken for an offensive foul. Hunt did everything that afternoon and willed his team to victory in a game they shouldn’t have won. It’s the kind of grit his coach preaches, his fans adore, and teams require to win six straight games in March.

• Yeah, but … This is Jeremy Hunt. Keep rooting for him, but it’s hard to see a happy ending based on his track record.

• John Calipari is a championship coach, just minus the hardware. He’s aiming to take his fourth team to the Elite Eight (he did it twice with UMass). He’s won at least 20 games seven straight seasons in Memphis. He’s made 10-game winning streaks a habit in a sport where they’re terribly hard to come by. He’s recruited stars from well beyond the Mid-South, making the U of M a national destination for players and media. He’s weathered personnel storms, from the lost (Sean Banks) to the found (Hunt). And he’s made an NBA arena feel like a natural fit for a college basketball program. The only thing John Calipari is missing seems to be a national-championship ring. Why not this year?

After clinching the C-USA regular-season championship on February 22nd, Calipari brought up a subtle — for Calipari — adjustment he’s made in coaching this year’s squad.

“This is going to be one of those years when I’m not putting my head in the sand,” he said. “Normally, you go on a run of games and you don’t want to screw it up, so you put your head in the sand; just get to the next game. But the problem with that is you’re a train wreck waiting to happen. If you want to get things you’ve never [gotten], you’ve got to do things you’ve never done. For me, that means I’m not sticking my head in the sand. There’s too much at stake for everyone.”

Yeah, but … Calipari will never make the Hall of Fame based on his credentials with X’s and O’s. It’s hardly noticeable when you’re winning one blowout after another, but what happens when there are two minutes to play on a neutral court, Tigers down by three, and no one in a blue-and-white uniform can make a free throw? The Tigers survived at Gonzaga when Calipari put Hunt back on the floor for overtime and his senior shooter got hot. An offensive rebound — after a missed free throw, folks — saved the day at SMU. How the Tiger players will respond to the crucible of a late-round nail-biter in the NCAAs is a roll of the dice.

• It’s good to be the hunted. There has been exactly one game this season when the Tigers took the floor as the underdog: December 20th at Arizona. (Minus one of their two top scorers and not ranked in the Top 20, Gonzaga — even playing at home — didn’t qualify as a favorite in its narrow loss to Memphis on February 17th.) Being the team everyone else circles on their schedule is a prime motivator, and it’s kept the Tigers sharp when they might otherwise have taken a night off. Tight, hostile environments such as East Carolina, Southern Miss, Central Florida, and UAB can be deadly to winning streaks, and the Tigers won handily in each of those venues. Memphis may play in a weak conference, but no team in the country wears a target on its back like the U of M.

“[Coach Cal] is real big on intensity,” says Douglas-Roberts. “His favorite saying is, ‘Carry a swagger, not an arrogance.'”

• Yeah, but … It’s better to be the hunter. This is the one qualifier Calipari himself would embrace. If the Tigers can get through the first weekend of the NCAA tournament — and overlook Nevada at your own risk — they’ll be the underdog. Once in the Sweet Sixteen, every expert from Billy Packer to Dick Vitale will question the integrity of the Tigers’ record and whether or not they truly belong among the sport’s elite. As this happens, you’ll be able to see (and hear) the chip on Calipari’s shoulder. And it will be the topic of every pre- and post-practice speech the Memphis coach delivers — until the Tigers lose or are crowned national champions.