imagine if you will a sold out arena. no lights are on, the place is pitch black. smoke machines fill the air with smoke coming from a tunnel that leads out of the hurricane lockerroom. luther campbell's voice comes over the arena sound system "ladies and gentleman of miami hurricane fandom, please join me in welcoming the U's new head basketball coach, frank marty martin!" as frank emerges through the smoke from the locker room wearing a brand new green suit and orange tie, and orange alligator cowboy boots (a tribute to his former school, kansas state). the crowd roars, the dunk line is in full swing, and 2 live crew breaks into the chorus of Me Soo Horny. the blue devils, visitors on this night from Duke, realize that their days at the top of the ACC pack are over with.
after the game, a 100-74 hurricane win, frank sits with art, a few 5 star highschool recruits, and lebron james sipping cognac and ripping g-cush in biscayne bay on lebron's yacht until 7am the next morning. life's good.
