It's the reason why the fans love him too. Bill will always just stop and chat to whomever wants to say hi. He'll gladly stop and sign an autograph and then say goodbye with that patented Bill Self smirk that's just so darn charming.
And then, there's this. http://tiny.cc/swwobw
This could possibly be one of the best Bill Self moments of all time. Well, it's definitely up there. He's just so candid, such an average dude, that it's easy to forget what a legend he's becoming. By the way, the reason he's telling his guys to go 'take a leak' is because they sometimes have to take random drug tests for the NCAA compliance stuff.
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Everyone has that great sports moment they can point to in their lives. Well, most everyone does. The cool people do. Kansas fans most definitely have Chalmers' three or Danny and the Miracles, or even just beating Roy Williams and UNC in the tournament in 2008. For me? I have a few. Personally, hitting four three-pointers in my 8th grade Catholic Youth Sports League championship game is up there, so is watching Troy Tulowitzki turn the 13th-ever unassisted triple play (even though I was watching with a boyfriend that was soon to be an ex, but I digress).
Honestly though, and this may be kinda crazy, I can point to a specific day that was the highlight of my sports life: December 10th, 2004. A lot of things were happening that day for me. First of all, my high school was playing in the state championship game. They were facing Pahokee and lost badly; they were of course facing Mr. Football Antone Smith in that game, my school had no chance. But it was the first time in as long as I can remember that my high school made it to the state champioship game so I was pumped.
Next thing that happened on that day, Florida was playing Louisville in basketball. So cool with the storyline potential of Rick Pitino and Billy Donovan, teacher vs student, basically all the same storylines we've got for this Saturday. I was 20 years old and getting to interview Rick Pitino and Billy Donovan in the same day and I was giddy.
The best moment, however, came about an hour before the basketball game started. I was walking into the O'Connell center, affectionately known as the O-dome, and made my way downstairs to the media room. I looked up and there he was, standing at the door, peering through the windows with a confused look on his face: it was Urban Meyer.
It was just me and Urban. Three years of my college football life had already been usurped by one Ron Zook so I was all too familiar with the successes of Urban at Utah. I casually walked up to him (well, I think I was casual but to him I probably looked like a crazy, googly-eyed stalker) and he asked me, 'Is this the way to the media room?' Think, Jennifer, THINK. Ok stop thinking, Jennifer, SPEAK! 'Yes sir, it's right through here. Oh and congrats on coach of the year by the way,' I cooly spit out. He said thanks, held the door open for me and we parted ways. That is why December 10th, 2004 is a day that will always stick with me as one of the best sports moments of my life.
