I sat there on one of the old wooden benches at Welsh-Ryan Area long after the final buzzer sounded. The scoreboard, per usual, said at all. Ohio State 75, Northwestern 73. Another close game, another frenetic finish and another loss for the Wildcats. Home court advantage is supposed to give a team a solid boost in exactly this kind of game, but I’m not sure you can even count the number of close Northwestern losses at home on one hand: Illinois, Purdue, Michigan, and now, Ohio State. Well, I guess one hand will work, but barely. I wish I could say I was the last one out of the stadium, and come across as deeply stoic in the face of defeat, but in this case, many devastated Northwestern fans stuck around. It was an eerie site, once upon a time you could barely convince fans to come into the building. Last night, you couldn’t get them to leave. That’s what a close game does to you, that’s the aftermath of heartbreak. All I saw around me was fellow Wildcats fans refusing to leave those uncomfortable benches, staying to serenade John Shurna with one last chant, sticking around to mull over the loss for one more second.
It’s funny because this was a game that Northwestern had no business winning anyway. Ohio State was in control nearly the entire way through. The Buckyes completely dominated the paint, as well as the glass. When it wasn’t Jared Sullinger scoring at will, it was Deshaun Thomas. Sullinger finished with an astounding 11 offensive rebounds, a number that is unfathomable in its enormity. He ended up notching 22 points and 18 rebounds. Thomas had 19 points and 10 rebounds. Overall, the Wildcats were out-rebounded 42-16. It’s awfully hard to win a game when you are absolutely helpless down low as Northwestern was on Wednesday. It goes beyond the numbers. Heck, Sullinger was scoring at will. He was hitting mid-range jumpers, with no one in his face. He was finishing off alley-oop plays. And then, on that final play, it was quite fitting as Sullinger received a down-court heave, and effortlessly banked the game-winner home.
For Northwestern, it was simply the latest chapter in a severely disappointing season down low. When the season started, we felt like between Luka Mirkovic and Davide Curletti, the Wildcats had to have one of the better front courts in the Big Ten. Sure, neither had ever been great, but their experience would win out, particularly with Jon Leuer, Trevor Mbakwe and JaJuan Johnson all departing. That has been anything but the case. Ralph Sampson III of Minnesota has been better. As have Meyers Leonard of Illinois, Cody Zeller of Indiana and Ryan Evans of Wisconsin. Really, the only teams Northwestern is capable of contending with in the paint are Penn State, Iowa and Nebraska, which is embarrassing to say the least. Luka Mirkovic has been out for the past month, and his boundless energy is sorely missed, if not his questionable skill. As for Davide Curletti, he has been nearly invisible since his monstrous performance against Michigan State. You always talk about being a triple threat in basketball, with the ability to drive, shoot and pass, or for post players, the ability to post up, shoot and pass, but Curletti isn’t even a double threat. He is quite literally a single threat, which is no threat at all to opposing big men. He rarely posts up and has shown little inclination to take the shot; instead, he usually just stands on the elbow, and doesn’t even act as if he wants the ball, immediately looking to pass it off.
That makes life incredibly easy on a defense, as any defender can predict his next move. It’s little wonder Sullinger had so much energy on offense when he was so untested on the other end. Curletti isn’t all that good a rebounding threat either; indeed, the one minute span of time in which he grabbed a defensive board and scooped up a loose ball came across as practically miraculous. While Curletti may lack the size and talent of some of the conference’s best big men, I think he can be better, but it starts with playing with more aggression, driving to the hoop, and actually presenting yourself as a threat. Northwestern needs more out of him. The one thing that was nice about Mirkovic is he was aggressive if nothing else.
In general, Northwestern makes life fairly easy on a defense. With the exception of the backdoor pass, it’s fairly obvious where the Wildcats are going to pass the ball. Whenever Drew Crawford drives into the lane, and finds a man in his way, he’ll pass it to the closest player on the arc. Same goes for all of the Northwestern players. That combined with their inability to catch the ball limits what the Wildcats can do on offense. There was one particularly embarrassing play on Wednesday when John Shurna received the ball in the paint on an inbounds play, in perfect position to score, but the ball slipped right through his hands. While the Wildcats struggled to hang onto the simple passes, the Buckeyes were flinging the ball all across the court, not without error, they did finish with 16 turnovers, but their rapid ball movement also led to a very high number of points.
Part of the glory of the Buckeyes’ rapid ball movement, and the reason why it works, is that any one of their players are capable of putting the ball in the basket, something that cannot be said for the Wildcats. Four Ohio State players finished in double-digits Wednesday, while Northwestern relied on 45 points from John Shurna and Drew Crawford combined. The rest of the Wildcats combined to score just 28 points. Give Crawford credit. I thought he was fantastic. His three-pointer was as on as it has been all season, as he drained four-of-six from behind the arc. He drove to the hoop beautifully, and finished with some really impressive layups. Other than Shurna and Crawford, who have multiple ways of hurting you, the Wildcats have few pure scorers. Alex Marcotullio can shoot but is capable of little else, Dave Sobloewski can create his own shot but is prone to quiet nights as a freshman and JerShon Cobb has the talent to create his own shot but it’s not there yet. That leaves it up to Crawford and Shurna on far too many occasions.
It’s rare that you’ll hear me complain about officiating on this blog. I think that referees have an unbelievably difficult job. A thankless job, really. No one notices the 90 percent of calls that they get right, and everyone moans and groans on the rare occasion when they miss a call. Heck, everyone moans and groans whether the referees made the right call or not. So, I understand it’s hard on the referees, but I will say that I thought the officiating on Wednesday was atrocious. The way the referees called this game, I’m not sure how one is supposed to defend an elite big man like Jared Sullinger. If you can’t put your hands up, poke check the ball and occasionally give a little push, then how are you supposed to stop anyone in this conference? This is the Big Ten. It’s a physical conference. Let them play. On the other side of the ball, I saw mistakes as well. I still am not sure how Alex Marcotullio ended up with only three personal fouls. He was clawing at ball-handlers the entire game, frequently hacking them 80 feet from the basket. I know it’s frustrating when your team can’t grab a rebound, but when Ohio State has come down with the ball, you can’t just hit the guy. You need to run back and play defense. Marcotullio was far too wild with his hands on Wednesday night. Similarly, I thought the referees missed a foul when Reggie Hearn was nearly pushed out-of-bounds as he was crossing the timeline. Listen, I’m not one of those fans who moans over every call. All of Welsh-Ryan Arena went berserk when Shurna fell to the ground late in the game on a layup attempt. The whole crowd wanted a foul on Sullinger. In my opinion, Shurna was the one who tried to push-off, he gave Sullinger a stiffarm, and besides if Shurna is not fast enough to get around Sullinger, I’m not sure he deserves the bucket anyway. But there’s no doubt the referees let the Buckeyes get away with a lot of physical play Wednesday, and didn’t help the Wildcats out when it came to the already difficult task of stopping Sullinger in the paint.
So let’s talk about the end of Wednesday’s game. I was highly impressed with the fight Northwestern showed in coming back. The Wildcats were down 70-58 with 5:39 to go and somehow came back, mainly with terrific defense, holding the Buckeyes to just five points over the final five and a half minutes. I thought JerShon Cobb was fantastic on the defensive end, particularly on that one play with 17 seconds remaining in which he ripped the ball away from Deshaun Thomas. Already up three, if Thomas is able to hang onto that ball, Ohio State could seal the game with a free throw or two. Instead, Cobb’s steal gave the Wildcats a chance to tie it up, and sure enough, Marcotullio evened the score on a three-pointer that I’m still not sure he should have taken. With more time on the shot clock, and standing so far from the hoop, Marcotullio perplexed me with his shot selection, but it went in, so God bless him. I guess that’s a shooter’s instinct. He can’t resist the chance to tie it right there. Unfortunately, by taking the shot before he had to, Ohio State had time to respond, and with seven seconds, the Buckeyes were easily able to get the ball into Sullinger, who had good position on Cobb. The Wildcats sophomore went for the steal, which turned out to be a fatal choice, because once Sullinger had it, he was able to spin around and hit the layup, practically uncontested. It’s hard to fault Cobb for going for the steal, particularly when it’s dubious that he could have defended Sullinger, even for three seconds, one on one, but I would have liked to have seen him remain behind Sullinger, so at least, he could maybe draw a charge, or get a hand in Sullinger’s face. Instead, by coming up short on the steal, he took himself out of the play.
But you can’t blame Cobb. He was actually a pleasant surprise on Wednesday. Instead, you can blame all the little things the Wildcats did wrong earlier in the game, errors that seemed to be trifles at the time, but appear much more glaring in the wake of a two-point loss. Crawford missed four out of five free-throws at the line. Shurna missed all of his early three-point attempts, allowing Ohio State to grab the early lead. And then there was all the timeouts the Wildcats had to burn early, particularly when they couldn’t inbound the ball with approximately five minutes remaining. Those timeouts really could have come in handy towards the end. With a timeout in store, Carmody could have called for a break immediately after Sullinger made his game-winner, and crafted the Wildcats’ response. Instead, with three seconds remaining, a live clock whirring and no timeouts, Northwestern had to speed down the court, and pray that a desperation heavy by Shurna would go in. It didn’t. And so heartbreak ensued. And so a +9 advantage in turnovers and seven extra points from behind the arc (Ohio State actually scored six more points off of field goals, but Northwestern had the edge when you factor in its extra seven three-pointers) went to waste.
You have to give Bill Carmody and Tavaras Hardy credit for what they have created in Evanston. It took a decade but they have created a real excitement about basketball at Northwestern. The student section has been absolutely packed the last three or four home games, which at any other school would mark nothing new, but at Welsh-Ryan Arena, represents a refreshing change from the half-filled bleachers of yore. Traffic now snakes miles down Central Street before tipoff; in fact, for the second straight game, I had to abandon my car in Wilmette just to get to the game in time. I remember when I first arrived in Evanston, I could show up right at game time, and end up with a front-row seat. Now, there’s barely a spot in the student section for latecomers. Northwestern has begun to create that ultimate small-gym feel, with the fans absolutely packed in on the benches right behind the two baselines, and the resulting noise absolutely reverberating around the building. When Alex Marcotullio hit the game-tying three with seven seconds remaining in regulation, it sounded like a real arena should. It sounded like college basketball. That’s an excitement that Carmody and the boys worked hard to earn, with three consecutive NIT bids and a surge to the bubble finally creating that elusive home atmosphere that athletic director Jim Phillips has been dreaming about for years.
That being said, I have a challenge for Wildcats fans. If you really care about this team, then let’s head down to Iowa City. As the Northwestern players exited the court Wednesday, I implored them to give the same effort at Carver-Hawkeye Arena. If they do, they will win the game. But if we want them to give the same energy in Iowa City, shouldn’t we? Opposing fans have long filled the upper rafters of Welsh-Ryan Arena, and time after time, as the game has slipped away from the Wildcats, we’ve had to endure their chants, their mockery and their celebrations. Meanwhile, Northwestern has the worst fan presence on the road imaginable. I’ll never forget that on my trip to Mackey Arena, literally just a couple-hours drive from Evanston, there was hardly a purple-clad fan in the building. If you believe in this team, and like me, you insist that the dream has yet to die, then come out with me to Carver-Hawkeye Arena and we’ll show this team that we still believe in them.