By C.M. Tomlin
One, two, three four, five, six, seven, eight. Schlemiel. Schlemazl. Hasenpfeffer Incorporated...
The air smells of excitement, competition and fried cheese here in Wisconsin tonight as the Marquette Golden Eagles prepare to do battle with the mighty Panthers of Pitt. And make no mistake about it, they do love their team here in Milwaukee.
We're here on press row, eye level. The court stretches out in front of us; the band is thumping like a jet plane in our ears from behind us. And an impressive crowd for a fan base that has to brave Wisconsin-in-February temps. It's a Gold-Out. It's a throw-down. It's a regular Brew-ha-ha. This is Marquette Basketball, and right now, before tip-off, the world is everyone's oyster.
Tonight we'll dive headlong into Marquette fandom and see what it's all about. We may even get some cheese on our shirts. But that's okay, because the cheese here is really, really good.