Words I've typed at least a dozen times over the past few years: this could be the low point.
I don't know if it is. Every time Utah basketball hits the bottom, they somehow find a way to do it again. Sunday's game, which took place on a snowy night in a sparsely attended arena, will definitely not be remembered positively. It was an embarrassment. It was ugly. It was a disaster. It was ... pathetic. I can reel off a thousand more adjectives and it still wouldn't aptly define the truthfulness of this game.
So, I don't know what else to think. I don't know if this team's spirit is broken and we're now at the point where they've just given up. I don't know if it was just the perfect storm (literally, and figuratively) that did this team in. I don't know if we should just accept our fate and concede Utah basketball will never be relevant again.
I just don't know.
What I do know, though, is that Sunday's debacle should never happen again. I don't care how many years you think it takes to rebuild a program, or how we might be improving on an overall larger scale. These losses are demoralizing and sad - especially when they come at home against a program that isn't even all that hot.
After all, didn't the Runnin' Utes beat Stanford last year?
Progress? Maybe once. Now? It's hard to say this team isn't regressing.
Now what?