You know, I'm a little hurt that a Google image search of "wooyah + jeff adrien" doesn't elicit any photos.
In order to start the transition to basketball season, we’ll be counting down the days until the first game — in classic TheUConnBlog fashion (i.e. inconsistently) – and honoring our forefathers along the way. You can check out all of the entries here.
Four days until Coach Cal releases the hounds, and what better way to celebrate than with a few fond memories of our beloved wooyah. Although he may be in Spain, dining on the finest taco salads and screaming at anyone who comes within his zone out of habit, we''ll always have the memories. Ah ... memories.
Some of my fondest include the time he ...
... Talked to some guy with a creepy monotone/raspy voice in a kick-ass Ed Hardy shirt/blazer combo.
... Nearly broke Travis Walton.
... Pounded his chest after being fouled on a dunk. All 79 of them.
... He became our blog brother in arms.
... Found Twitter.
... Was the only good thing about a game that never happened against a team that doesn't exist.
... Made being a UConn fan in 2006-07 tolerable.
... Never took a rushed jumper at the free-throw li ... never mind.
Well, you get the picture.
The wooyah will surely be missed this season. Let's just hope Alex Oriakhi has half the desire to drop-kick opponents and then scream obscenities at them as you did, Jeff.