Near delirium at the turn of events, Grogan collected his paraphernalia and shouted, "More supplements tomorrow, you bet." DiGregorio walked to his locker fighting back tears. "We can't run without Barnes," he said, red-eyed, "but who knows? Even with him, maybe we get beat."
That was hardly likely. But such a note was indicative of the graciousness displayed on both sides of the court. "That isn't the kind of break we like to get but we have to take it," said Robinson, who with Kenon combined for 52 Memphis points and 38 rebounds. The two accompanied Barnes out of the arena.
That evening Big Cat lay on his hotel bed and thought about himself and Larry Finch sitting at home back in Memphis all those years and watching the Final Four on TV. UCLA... North Carolina... Houston...all the biggies. And now they had made it themselves. "I didn't think it would happen like this," said Robinson. "We never thought we'd get this far."
That figures. It was only Bill Grogan who knew it all along.