With Bob Knight, the latest black eye was never more than a downturned head, blown call or salad bar running low on iceberg lettuce away.
So when Knight abruptly announced his retirement Monday, a day which might replace Christmas on the calendars of more than a few referees, the logical reaction was to wait for the next shoe to drop. Or, since it's Knight we're talking about, wait for the shoe to come hurtling at an unsuspecting reporter.
Had he given another impromptu lesson on etiquette while gripping a Texas Tech student by the arm with the same gentleness Gary Sheffield applies to his bat, as he did at Indiana in September, 2000?
Had he smacked Texas Tech chancellor Kent Hance with a pair of pristine white gloves and opted for pistols at dawn?
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