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9701070272
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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970306
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Thursday, March 06, 1997
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METRO FINAL CHASER
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NWS
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1D
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1997, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
AT LEAST FOR ONE NIGHT, WOLVERINES GIVE
FANS SOMETHING TO CELEBRATE
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The snow fell on the parking lot. The seats inside were largely empty. It
was the last home game at Crisler Arena, and it was seniors night -- both of
which were mixed blessings in this sunken Michigan  basketball season. 

On the one hand, this U-M team has only two seniors, neither of whom has
broken a real sweat all year.

 
  On the other hand, if you were a senior, would you want this as your
farewell night?

  Nuh-uh. Not this mop-up game in a season that has already flooded the
basement. Not this sedate arena which -- thanks partly to spring break -- had
hundreds of empty seats. Not this Michigan team which had lost five in a row
and has often seemed dejected and discordant. 

  Exit sighing. Never mind that U-M ultimately blew out last- place
Northwestern, a team that can barely bring  the ball upcourt against a press.
This game did little good for the Wolverines, except polishing the NCAA apple,
and giving guys like Maurice Taylor, Robert Traylor and Jerod Ward a rare
chance to smile.

  "It feels like we haven't won since my freshman year," sighed Taylor, a
junior, who scored 26 points in what many think was his final home game for
Michigan. "It felt good just to play as a team again,  and have some fun.

  "Now we have to try and win our last game and hope the tournament committee
is on our side."

  Well. Hope springs eternal. But whether the Wolverines make the NCAA
tournament  is, at this point, significant only for travel agents. The way U-M
has played, if it hits the road as a low tournament seed, it will almost
surely be beaten in the first round -- and I've seen a lot  of surprises by
Michigan teams over the years. 

  This one, however, is still searching for a leader, a style and a comfort
zone, and you can't be looking for such things this late in the year.

  Exit sighing.

 

Lack of leadership 

  "Did this year feel less like college basketball than any of your others?"
someone asked Travis Conlan in the locker room after the win.

  "Yeah," he said.  "It's been a really long season."

 

  This is college basketball. Teams lose a few close games, they lose their
way, they lack leadership, and they sink. It is no coincidence that this
Michigan team  lacks a senior presence. Even the Fab Five had guys like Rob
Pelinka, James Voskuil and Freddie Hunter, steady older players who kept the
thermostat at the proper setting.

  These Wolverines are in  the hands of their juniors and sophomores, and
none of them is ready to be Moses.

  "How much do you blame yourself for what happened to this team this year?"
someone asked Taylor.

  "A lot," he  said. "When the year began, a lot of people were looking for
me to be the go-to guy. And I was probably too tentative at times."

  He looked down at his feet.

  "I've never gone through a year like  this. I've never gone through a
five-game losing streak -- not in high school, not anywhere."

  He shook his head. Someone asked if he thought he'd played his last game in
Crisler Arena -- meaning  a jump to the NBA.

  "No," Taylor said, "although a lot of other people are thinking that. As
far as I know, I'll be back next year, unless something unforeseen happens."

  "But did you take an extra  look around when the game was over, just in
case?"

  "Yeah," he admitted. "I guess I did." 

  Exit sighing.

Holding out hope  This is a sad way to end a home season -- or as sad as you
can get  with a victory. The Wolverines fell behind lowly Northwestern 9-2
before wiping the sleep out of their eyes.

  And even at halftime, they led by only five points. Steve Fisher put a
positive spin  on it afterwards, but he has to know, deep down, that if they
struggle for a half with Northwestern, they are not exactly cured of what ails
them.

  In fact, I'm not sure they can ever be cured. The Wolverines are a fine
collection of talent, but they are not a fine team. And to think they will
suddenly become one is to suffer what Maize and Blue fans always suffer this
time of year -- and have  been suffering ever since Fisher took that 1989 crew
to a national championship:

  False hope.

 

  Sure, the glorious is possible. But the inglorious is more likely. Better
that Michigan fans should  savor the hanging dunks of Traylor and the finger
rolls of Taylor that they witnessed Wednesday night. Better they should freeze
the smiles they saw on the U-M bench.

  That may be it for the happy  stuff. The Wolverines play one final road
game and then wait to see if there's any more basketball this year. "We gotta
hope for the best," Traylor said. 

  Then he and his teammates headed out the  Crisler doors and into the windy
night. Bundle up, fellas. It's cold out there. And it may not get any warmer.
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COLUMN; U-M; BASKETBALL
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