A funny thing happened on Saturday night. I was in the Marriott Center watching BYU and Utah, and I looked down at the Utah bench and it struck me: I don't hate any of these guys.
This might be the first time in a long time that I don't truly loathe any particular player on the Utah roster.
Then this happened:
Thank you, Marshall Henderson, for giving me another reason to hate the Utes. I knew it was only a matter of time before another Utah dirtbag stepped into the limelight.