ODACcess: Color Theory (Randolph-Macon at Roanoke)

Posted on January 27, 2014 by odaccess

SALEM, Va. — The Roanoke Maroons are oddly named, twice over. First and foremost, Roanoke College, which relocated to the Roanoke Valley in 1847, is located in Salem, not its twin city with which it shares a name. Admittedly, at the time of the College’s founding, Roanoke, Virginia did not exist, in its place a small settlement with the lovely name of Big Lick. Still, as the city of Roanoke grew into the largest in Southwest Virginia, the College’s location seemed illogical given the name.

Second, what on earth is a Maroon? The name calls back the taunts of Bugs Bunny, among others; an insult rather than a source of pride. But, like their much larger neighbor, Virginia Tech, Roanoke has embraced maroon as an identity, extending to Rooney, their maroon-tailed hawk mascot, which the College website vehemently states will never supplant “Maroons” as the name of the team.

The Project’s trip to Salem happened to coincide with a “Maroon Madness” doubleheader, with both the women’s and men’s teams facing the Randolph-Macon Yellow Jackets. Our purview does not extend to coverage of the women’s ODAC (although it is a highly competitive league in its own right), so we arrived for the second half of the double billing, and the C. Homer Bast Center was already host to a nice crowd of Maroon faithful, attracted by the promise of a free t-shirt, and a smattering of Jackets fans behind the R-MC bench.

But let’s backtrack for a second to set the scene. Take a right off of Interstate 81’s exit 140 in Virginia and you’ll enter a sleepy neighborhood worthy of a 90s family sitcom. A rust-brown road sign welcomes you to Salem by dutifully listing the local high school’s accomplishments, split roughly evenly between athletic feats (highlighted by several football and basketball state titles) and shows of scholastic prowess (six consecutive state championships in speech and debate). The road is divided by a grassy median dotted with trees. Drive for a bit and you’ll spot homes proudly displaying American flags and, at this time of year, the dark smoke of burnt wood escaping from the occasional chimney into an overcast winter sky.

Suddenly, the homes disappear and Roanoke College arises. The College’s campus shares many of the features of the surrounding area, most notably its large open-air quads, but the architectural design also provides a pleasant contrast. Each building utilizes a Collegiate Gothic style with brick as the overarching theme, yet the designers avoided monotony by adorning each building with a unique element: triangular arches, composite order columns, a variety of sconces, and even a dome reminiscent of the U.S. Capitol. Interestingly for our purposes, natural weathering of the Bast Center’s brick exterior tints the building with a reddish-chestnut hue, fitting for the home of the Maroons.

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Those Maroons put up an impressive 6-2 record against a relatively soft slate of out-of-conference opponents, but their conference schedule has been anything but easy. Coach Moir’s group earned their first conference win last week against cellar-dweller Emory and Henry, and had to follow up against a resurgent Randolph-Macon team, shaking off some tough out-of-conference losses to take a share of first place in the conference. After a fairly dominating win over Roanoke in Ashland, the Jackets had a chance to maintain their recent hot streak, and possibly earn some respect from the national pollsters.

We settled into seats behind the scorers’ table, within earshot of the R-MC fans. And as the game got started, Roanoke played up to the home crowd. The Maroons played an excellent first half, jumping out to an early 15-9 lead, and keeping the game close throughout the first half, thanks to 52% shooting from the field. Star players Julian Ramirez and Daniel Eacho led the way for the Maroons, but they still trailed 31-27 at the break.

Despite the Maroons’ impressive effort throughout the half, the large crowd–with the notable exception of the adorable little girl who spent the half banging her feet on the bleachers just to our right–was surprisingly quiet. The Pep Band (an ODACcess Project first) never played a note during the first. Even the volunteers for the media timeout activities were less than enthusiastic (or non-existent; cross a PA announcer saying “this would have been a great contest if we had competitors” off our bucket list).

The RM-C fans, on the other hand, were full-throated in their support for the Jackets.

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The early second half seemed likely to take what little wind was left in the fans’ sails. During the halftime break, we had moved to the other side of the gym, attempting to comingle with the student fans. They were becoming disheartened as the Jackets extended the momentum they had built in the first half, creating a 10 point advantage by the 11-minute mark. The Maroons shot poorly from the free throw line, allowing Randolph-Macon to build their lead.

But the Maroons were resilient. Led by Daniel Eacho, Roanoke went on a 17-6 run to take the lead with a little over four minutes remaining. During this time, the fans finally found their voice, and the Bast Center faithful finally drowned out the lingering cheers of the fans in black and gold. Roanoke had all the momentum going into the final stretch, and the fans felt it.

Unfortunately for them, Randolph-Macon proved why they were the preseason favorite in the conference. The Maroons’ one-point lead was not to last. The Jackets’ defense returned to form, nearly shutting out Roanoke from the floor in the last few minutes, while Andre Simon continued a great night, scoring four big points, and allowing Macon to polish off the victory at the free throw line.

This is not Roanoke’s season, clearly, after a number of tough losses. Still, we can hope the Maroons continue to give their fans something to cheer about.

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Final: Randolph-Macon Yellow Jackets 70 (13-4, 7-1 ODAC), Roanoke Maroons 57 (7-9, 1-7)
Player of the Game: Andre Simon (R-MC) (18 points on 13 shots; 14 rebounds)
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Mileage Tracker: 1603 miles
Next Stop: Emory and Henry at Lynchburg, January 29

ODACcess: A big man who does the little things (Lynchburg @ Washington and Lee)

Posted on January 20, 2014 by odaccess

“I am only one, but still I am one.
I cannot do everything, but still I can do something.
And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.”
― Edward Everett Hale

LEXINGTON, Va. — Fans often develop powerful feelings towards their favorite athletes, particularly when those athletes exhibit qualities we wish to emulate. But to emotionally invest in an athlete is to open oneself to heartbreak if that athlete crashes down to earth. For example, while the passage of time has allowed us to become detached baseball observers and somewhat rationally debate the Hall of Fame candidacies of McGwire, Bonds, Clemens, and so forth, for those of us who idolized these players in their steroid-fueled primes it is hard to forget how crushed we felt when we learned they had cheated. Even more disheartening is the disgraced athlete who inspired us. Lance Armstrong gave hope to millions afflicted with cancer, but rather than standing as a symbol of triumphant victory over a terrible illness, today Armstrong is shorthand for modern-day, Greek-tragedy-level hubris.

In light of these scandals, it is reasonable (though unfortunate) that many of us have built an emotional firewall between ourselves and narratives about athletes overcoming adversity. We have been burned one too many times. When one encounters a truly inspiring athlete, then, the challenge to one’s carefully-developed emotional cynicism can be uncomfortable–at least at first.

This is the story of Washington and Lee captain Jim Etling. By the numbers, the 6-foot-7 junior is a pedestrian backup forward: 5.6 points and 2.6 rebounds in 14.7 minutes per game off the bench. His ODAC-leading 94.3% clip on free-throw attempts raises an eyebrow, particularly for a relative big man, but other than that Etling’s statistical output is unremarkable. The fact that he gets on the court at all should be remarkable, though, because Etling, who was not recruited out of high school and proved himself enough on the practice squad to make the team as a freshman, has epilepsy.

Now, we don’t want to oversell this. Etling himself played it down in his postgame interview, focusing more on his approach to balancing athletics with the rigorous academics at Washington and Lee than on the extra effort he has to take to manage his health. And at least some research has indicated that, rather than causing epileptic seizures as once assumed, contact sports may actually decrease seizure frequency for those at risk. However, the importance of Jim Etling to his team shines through in the words of Generals head coach Adam Hutchinson.

When ODACcess interviewed Hutchinson after the game, we began with the standard questions asked of a coach following a close loss. His replies were equally standard; for instance, he talked about how his team’s desire to win caused a few mistakes down the stretch, and how he was proud of them for really caring whether they win or lose. His answers were calm, professional, and measured. When we asked the coach what Etling means to the team, however, his dispassionate demeanor changed.

Hutchinson paused for several seconds to find the right words. “Jim’s one of those teammates that affects your heart when you watch him compete,” he began, in a slow but subtly passionate tone evidencing the truth, the real emotion, behind his words.

“He inspires me with his commitment to his teammates, with his work ethic, with his mental toughness. And you know, there’s a lot of guys who, when things are going right for them, or even right for the team, they’re–yeah, you want them with you. Jim’s a guy you want with you when stuff’s going wrong.”

As he continued Hutchinson’s body language became more expressive and his voice quickened, exuding a fervent earnestness. “He really believes in playing the game the right way. He is committed to doing it, and he does it. He does it without waver. First practice of the year, last practice of the year. Last minute of a game, first minute of a game. Jim Etling’s the same guy. He’s going to box out, he’s going to rebound, he’s going to communicate, take charges, et cetera.”

“Honestly, I think everybody on our team is probably well-served modeling themselves after Jim.” He smiled, pausing for effect. “And that includes our coaching staff.”

The coach made no mention of Etling’s condition. And for good reason: when a player–when a person–works so hard and contributes so many intangibles absent from the score sheet, while simultaneously being so unselfish, none of the background stuff should matter.

With under 15 seconds to play and the Generals trailing by six, Patrick O’Connor drove into the lane, drawing Lynchburg defenders into the paint before kicking it out to an open Etling beyond the arc. Etling–4-for-23 on three-point attempts entering the contest–swished his second trey of the afternoon on his second try. The Hornets were already in the double bonus, and so barring a quick steal or consecutive missed free-throws his shot wouldn’t end up affecting who won (and it didn’t). But you would never have known that from his teammates’ reactions. The bench rose in unison and the players on the court enthusiastically slapped high fives with Etling as he was subbed out. In a way, this result is more befitting of our story than a Hollywood ending where the challenged underdog comes out on top, because from what we can gather, for Etling the goal is process–methodical, intense, yeoman-like process–not just outcome.

Jim Etling will never be a professional basketball player, but he will be an example for those who value dedication over making excuses, even when the excuse would be perfectly understandable. In short, he is a role model, stats and cynicism be damned.

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Final: Lynchburg Hornets 71 (11-4, 4-2 ODAC), Washington & Lee Generals 66 (5-10, 2-4)
Player of the Game: Drew Kimberly (W&L) (18 points, 8 rebounds, 2 blocks)
Relive the game from our seats: check out our @ODACcess livetweets on Storify and our photos on Flikr
Mileage Tracker: 1363 miles
Next Stop: Washington and Lee at Roanoke, January 25

ODACcess: N.C. Home Cookin’ (Emory and Henry @ Guilford)

Posted on January 17, 2014 by odaccess

GREENSBORO, N.C. – Unlike the archetypal sporting road trip, the 30 ballpark whirlwind tour, our project has a slightly smaller geographic scale. As such, the trek down from our Charlottesville homebase to Guilford (the sole ODAC school not within the namesake Old Dominion) was something of an event: carefully planned to fall during a lull in our academic schedules, and treated as more of an adventure than some of our other trips. For us this meant sampling the local cuisine in the form of a randomly-chosen barbecue joint; we ended up at Country Barbecue, about four miles south of the Guilford campus. Of course, in the land of barbecue, it’s hard to go wrong, and our meals were expectedly delicious. (We would later learn about Greensboro’s marquee BBQ establishment–Stamey’s Barbecue–from Guilford’s Sports Information Director, Dave Walters, who described it as “a legend.” Expect us next time, Stamey’s.) But the food is just one of the reasons to consider a return to Guilford. More importantly, Coach Tom Palombo has put together an exciting basketball team with the chance to compete in the ODAC for years to come.

Like many of its fellow ODAC members, Guilford has a strong basketball history, but unlike the others, not in the NCAA. The Quakers’ NAIA pedigree is notable for its famous names (does World B. Free ring a bell?) and winning ways, including a 1973 National Championship (a team which included future pros Free, M.L. Carr and Greg Jackson).

GC’s foray into the NCAA didn’t start as successfully when it made the transition in 1991. But in the last 11 years, since luring Palombo away from Defiance College, the Quakers have won two ODAC titles and made two Final Four appearances up the road in Salem. This year seems to be more of the same from Guilford, who have taken advantage of the missteps of their more heralded brethren to take first place in the ODAC early in the conference schedule. If they continue to play like they did against Emory and Henry, they’ll have a great chance at a third.
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The Quakers got out to an early lead in front of a small, but boisterous crowd. Highlighted by two treys from Matt McCarthy, Guilford set the tone for the rest of the game. McCarthy also created an easy layup with an alert interception. The E&H offense seemed befuddled and lackadaisical, letting easy passes through their legs and allowing rebounds to bounce around wildly until they found their way into Quaker hands. Their outside looks, although mostly left undefended, failed to fall during this early run, allowing to Quakers to jump out to a 12-2 lead they would never surrender.

Yet, it seemed shortly that the Wasps would keep this competitive. The open looks from three they found started to fall, and guards Drew Henry and Ryan Gravely converted three of them in as many possessions. They failed to produce stops on the other end, but still managed to narrow the margin to 6.

But the hot streak was not to last; the Wasps went cold and got colder as the half drew on. They attempted 11 more threes in the 13 minutes before halftime, and made exactly none of them. It began to appear as though Coach Palombo’s game plan was to force the Wasps to take long shots, knowing that their best deep-ballers, Malcolm Green and Stephen Brown, shot only 30% from range. If that was the game plan it was effective: buoyed by excellent shooting from deep, the Quakers extended their lead to 43-22 by the half.

At this point, having caught wind of our @ODACcess livetweets, Guilford invited us to join the ranks of the press at the scorers’ table, right by the home bench. While we’d like to say we gleaned some insights from Coach Palombo due to our physical proximity and keen hearing, I’m afraid that would be a lie. What we did get was a spectacular view of the action and the environs of Alumni Gym. We also had a chance to hear Coach Palombo’s passionate encouragement to his squad, in a game that was already out of hand, to continue to hustle.

And hustle they did. The starters got to take much of the half off, although not before matching a season-best 11 three-pointers in the game. That provided opportunities for players on the back of the bench. Among the standouts was freshman Michael Byrd, who in his nine second-half minutes grabbed five points, showing a lot of energy in the process and making his pitch to be a big component of future Quaker teams. We like his chances.

The absence of the Guilford starters gave the Wasps an opportunity to claw a little closer. One of the bright spots for Coach Willson and the respectable fan contingent had to have been Drew Henry’s dunk late in the half. But the final stats make clear that they’ll have to work on their shooting if they want to grab their first conference win: a 31.9% field goal percentage won’t cut it in this competitive league. Guilford coasted through the second half to an 81-59 victory.

It’s a shame that Guilford is such a journey. They’re an exciting team that we’d love to see again.

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• Final: Guilford Quakers 81 (11-3, 5-0 ODAC), Emory and Henry Wasps 59 (2-12, 0-5)
• Photos
• Player of the Game: Matt McCarthy (Guilford, 20 points, 3 steals and 5 rebounds)
• Mileage Tracker: 1226 miles
• Next Stop: Lynchburg at Washington and Lee, January 18

ODACcess: Making a Splash in the Fish Tank (Randolph @ #15 Virginia Wesleyan)

Posted on January 13, 2014 by odaccess

VIRGINIA BEACH, Va. – The sports world abounds with clichés. Often, these are used to impart narrative meaning to game performances, even if to do so requires forcing a square peg into a round hole. This is not one of those times.

As we noted in our last entry, the Virginia Wesleyan Marlins, carrying a number #15 national ranking and high preseason expectations, had a rough go of it in their loss at Bridgewater. Thus, the cliché goes, Coach Dave Macedo’s crew would be due for a bounce-back game against Randolph College. To say that the Marlins merely “bounced back” would be an understatement. The blowout we thought we would see in Bridgewater manifested itself in the Batten Center.

The Marlins team that showed up against the WildCats looked nothing like the bewildered and outhustled bunch that had lost three days before. First and foremost, they shot the three-ball with incredible precision throughout the first half. Against the Eagles, they managed only seven threes all game. The Marlins matched that mark in the first fourteen minutes, and didn’t stop there. By the end of the half, Wesleyan had made 12 threes in 20 attempts, which nearly equaled their number of attempts in their prior game. Even without sharpshooter Sedric Nady, and with another middling effort from star DJ Woodmore (8 point, 5 rebounds, 3 assists), Cameron Owens and Khory Moore more than equaled their offensive production, combining for 33 points.

Meanwhile, the Randolph offense struggled mightily. Some of this can be attributed to the loss of ODACcess favorite Zach Desgain, missing his third consecutive game after an injury early in Randolph’s loss to Staten Island. However, it’s unlikely that his 10.9 points per game could have made the difference. For over 12 minutes in the first half, the WildCats failed to score from the field, by which point, the Marlins had moved out to a 40-8 lead, and it was all over but the shouting.

But we’d be remiss not to mention the defensive effort of the Marlins. Wichita State coach Gregg Marshall would be proud: they played angry. After seeing the team “come out flat” in Bridgewater, Coach Macedo seemingly emphasized quickness on defense, and the team clearly took to it. They ran a full court press for most of the game, even after extending the game was far out of reach. By doing so, they managed a +9 turnover differential, including a shot clock violation. Every inbound pass seemed to take ages, and the Randolph offense never managed to get into a rhythm. One fan commented that this speed is a Macedo trademark, and it seems to be working: in his years at Virginia Wesleyan, he now has 300 wins to only 96 losses, and a national title to boot.

The importance of this team to its community of fans cannot be understated, and Coach Macedo clearly has a role in that. He was very emphatic about wanting to teach his players to “be Marlins,” and the number of former players who were in attendance speaks to the commitment they have to their alma mater. The fans we spoke to were incredibly committed to following their team. One fan expressed a belief that others thought Marlins fans were “mean,” but nothing in our experience in the Fish Tank would suggest that.

The second half was more competitive, but Virginia Wesleyan’s first half dominance had made it little more than a formality. Still, Coach Nunley had to take a modicum of solace from his bunch’s performance in the second half. While they still didn’t match up to the torrent of threes VWC unleashed in the first, they put up a respectable 31 points, shooting 45.5% from the field. More encouragingly, they forced played much better defense, and cleaned up the defensive boards. They were, however, still susceptible to the Marlins’ thievery, which I’m sure will be a talking point this week in Lynchburg.

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Final: #15 Va. Wesleyan Marlins 75 (10-3, 3-1 ODAC), Randolph WildCats 65 (8-5, 2-2)
Player of the Game: Cameron Owens (Va. Wesleyan) (19 points, 5 three-pointers, and 7 rebounds)
Relive the game from our seats: check out our @ODACcess livetweets on Storify
Mileage Tracker: 861 miles
Next Stop: Emory and Henry at Guilford, January 15

ODACcess: Beware Bridgewater (#15 Virginia Wesleyan @ Bridgewater (Va.))

Posted on January 10, 2014 by odaccess

BRIDGEWATER, Va. — We would like to begin this recap with an apology.

As the official car of ODACcess (a beat-up ‘04 Grand Am, RIP Pontiac) weaved in and out of innumerable Mack trucks on Interstate 81 en route to Bridgewater College on Wednesday evening, your hosts came to two seemingly logical assumptions about the game to come.

First, we’d see a blowout. The 15^th-ranked Virginia Wesleyan Marlins (9-2, 2-0 ODAC entering the night) boasted the second-best scorer in the conference in D.J. Woodmore, a sniper averaging almost 24 points-per-game with a three-point percentage over 50%. Their only two losses had come at the hands of #14 Christopher Newport and #17 Mary Washington, and both of those strong squads needed overtime to do it. The hometown Eagles (6-4, 1-1), meanwhile, averaged 18 fewer points-per-game than the visitors and lacked a premier scoring threat. This one would be over by halftime.

Second, we’d be nearly alone in the bleachers. People will come see a midweek game, on a cold early January evening, during the students’ winter break, against a vastly superior team? Hah! We’ll be able to count the crowd on one hand.

Wrong and wrong. Nostra culpa, Bridgewater players and fans. We misjudged you. It won’t happen again.

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In a thrilling game from start to finish, an electrified, rowdy, and creative crowd propelled Bridgewater over Virginia Wesleyan, 78-65.

From the outset, the gameplan drawn up by Eagles coach Don Burgess was clear: push the pace, push the pace, push the pace. Their first three defensive rebounds were like carbon copies of each other: Tavis Stapleton pulls down a board, he outlets to a teammate streaking down the floor, and that teammate outruns whichever Wesleyan defender managed to get anywhere close to being in position before coasting in for an easy layup. Rinse and repeat.

Even from a set position, Bridgewater wasted no time. After noticing their NASCAR-like early pace, we randomly selected five offensive possessions to chart their tempo. In each, an Eagle shot with more than 20 seconds left on the shot clock, and they averaged just 12 seconds from start to shot. The team’s obscenely uptempo pace has apparently seeped into their fans’ subconscious: on one atypical possession, as Bridgewater set up its offense from the point with only 16 seconds to shoot, one yelled, “Do something with it!” (They would score before the clock reached single digits.)

The Eagles’ plan worked–they built a double-digit lead in the first 10 minutes, going up 22-11–but their speed advantage wouldn’t last forever. The Marlins countered with a full-court press, which succeeded in considerably slowing down the Eagles and disrupting their offensive flow, even if it failed to produce many turnovers. The visitors capitalized with an 8-2 run to pull within five. But the home side solved the press soon after, with a few tightly-whipped passes beating defenders in the backcourt and leading to easy buckets on the other end. They scored 11 of 16 points in the latter stages of the half to take an eight-point advantage, 37-29, into the locker room.

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At halftime, we turned to two of the more boisterous Bridgewater fans seated near us to get a sense of just how well they thought their boys had handled the opening 20 minutes. First, though, we wanted to get a sense of why they, like the hundreds upon hundreds of others in attendance, had braved the cold to see the game. One of the gentlemen smiled. “Well, the coach is my son.”

Oh.

Well then, we asked the elder Mr. Burgess, does your son’s team always play so quickly? He smiled again. “Not always this fast, but when they run the floor this well, they’ve got a chance to beat anybody.”

That might be a stretch, but one thing is certain: running the floor well can have the effect of hyping up the crowd. And hyped they were. Oh, and did we mention they were creative? In between heckling the refs for every close call that didn’t go their way (and some that weren’t so close to going their way) and generally hooting, hollering, and cheering on their team’s offense, the student section found time to hurl some inspired taunts at Marlin shooters.

They warmed up with a melodic “Sed-ric! Sed-ric!” chant as Sedric Nady prepared to shoot free-throws. Their next target, senior forward Colby Heard, was greeted with a pithy “Why do you have shinguards!?” call. By the second half they were on fire, poking fun at Trent Batson’s hairline and, in perhaps their strongest effort given the stakes, filled Nininger Hall with a chorus of “Over-rated!” when Woodmore bricked one of several ill-fated three-point attempts he took that night.

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Bridgewater led throughout the second, but despite a healthy margin on paper for most of the half, it felt like the favored Marlins could take control at any minute. They hung around, never letting the deficit extend beyond 13 and slowly chipping away until Heard posted eight straight Wesleyan points, backing up two old-school three-point plays with another couple of free-throws, to pull Wesleyan within five with six minutes to play.

Then the Eagles woke back up. Ed Reddick countered with an and-one of his own before Stapleton and Ronnie Thomas drilled from outside the arc to push the lead back to 14. VWC’s Khory Moore cut it to 10 at the 1:36 mark.

But any thoughts of a late comeback were quashed with a pair of free throws and an emphatic one-handed transition dunk by Aaron Adams, who picked Moore’s pocket and–appropriately, given one proud father’s halftime wisdom–ran the floor himself for the house-shaking slam. “That was a MAN’S dunk!” Mr. Burgess’s companion gleefully bellowed to us, as the crowd young and old came to its feet in unison.

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Woodmore would finish with 11 points on 5-of-12 shooting, but five of those points came in garbage time. Tomorrow, we’ll trek to Virginia Beach to see if he and the Marlins can bounce back against Randolph College (and whether head coach Dave Macedo can earn his 300th career win). It will be our longest drive of this season so far, so we’ll need plenty of conversation topics to pass the time. We’ll hold off on prognosticating, though. Bridgewater taught us that lesson with a compelling performance on the court and deafening roars in the stands.

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Final: Bridgewater (Va.) Eagles 78 (7-4, 2-1 ODAC), #15 Va. Wesleyan Marlins 65 (9-3, 2-1)
Player of the Game: Tavis Stapleton (Bridgewater) (19 points on 11 shots; 13 rebounds)
Relive the game from our seats: check out our @ODACcess livetweets on Storify
Mileage Tracker: 527 miles
Next Stop: Randolph College at Virginia Wesleyan, January 11

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Category Archives: ODACcess

ODACcess: Color Theory (Randolph-Macon at Roanoke)

ODACcess: A big man who does the little things (Lynchburg @ Washington and Lee)

ODACcess: N.C. Home Cookin’ (Emory and Henry @ Guilford)

ODACcess: Making a Splash in the Fish Tank (Randolph @ #15 Virginia Wesleyan)

ODACcess: Beware Bridgewater (#15 Virginia Wesleyan @ Bridgewater (Va.))