The victory extends the Ladyjack’s winning streak to 27 matches, continuing the longest active streak in NCAA Division I volleyball. SFA prevailed after falling behind 4-1 in the opening three sets. Danae Daron registered a team-high 15 kills on 31 attacks for a .452 hitting percentage. NATCHITOCHES, La. – No. 1 seed Stephen F. Austin marched to a 3-1 victory over No. 8 seed Texas A&M-Corpus Christi in game one of the 2018 Southland Conference Tournament at Prather Coliseum in Natchitoches, La. Each squad boasted a player with a triple-double performance as SFA’s Ann Hollas (10 kills, 10 digs, 20 assists) and Texas A&M-Corpus Christi’s Madison Green (10 kills, 14 digs and 44 assists) accomplished the feat. Box Score | Photo Gallery | 2018 Southland Conference Volleyball Tournament Homepage The Islander’s Julia Carter tabbed a match-high 20 kills on 33 attacks for a .606 hitting percentage. Texas A&M-Corpus Christi was unable to overcome Stephen F. Austin’s presence at the net as SFA held a 10-2 block advantage over the Islanders. Set OneTexas A&M-Corpus Christi jumped to an early 5-1 lead over the Ladyjacks to open up the match. Stephen F. Austin stormed back with a 9-2 run in order to take an 11-8 advantage. SFA extended their lead to 17-14 following a kill from Hollas that forced an Islanders timeout. After returning to action, Stephen F. Austin proved to be too much and eventually closed the opening set 25-21 following an Islander ball handling error. Set TwoThe Islanders began set two with another 5-1 run that once again stunned the Ladyjack squad. Texas A&M-Corpus Christi continued their efforts and managed keep the SFA offense at bay until the middle of the set when Anyia Williams blasted a kill for Stephen F. Austin that leveled the score at 14-14. On the next possession, SFA’s Coleman set a ball for Mckenzie Brewer who placed a shot between Islander defenders that gave Stephen F. Austin their first lead of the set at 15-14. Texas A&M-Corpus Christi held strong and regained their advantage at 23-22 following a kill from Julia Carter. A timeout then led to consecutive points from the Islanders who went ahead 25-24. Texas A&M-Corpus Christi continued their success and closed the set on top with a 29-27 victory following six kills from Carter. Set FourStephen F. Austin learned from the first three sets and wasted no time racing to a 12-4 advantage at the beginning of game four. Danae Daron’s fifth block of the afternoon proved to be the exclamation mark for the Ladyjacks who cruised to a 25-14 fourth set victory. Set ThreeOnce again, Texas A&M-Corpus Christi found an early rhythm and streaked out to a 4-1 advantage. Stephen F. Austin retaliated with a 6-2 scoring run that placed the Ladyjacks ahead 7-6 early on in the set. The teams proceeded to trade leads until an Islander attack error pushed SFA ahead 15-14. SFA’s Hollas then tallied her ninth kill of the match that placed the Ladyjacks on top 18-14. Though the Islanders managed to tie the game at 23-23, Coleman dealt an ace for Stephen F. Austin that finished the set at 25-23. Stephen F. Austin awaits the winner of No. 4 Abilene Christian vs. No. 5 Houston Baptist in the first semifinal Saturday at 12 a.m. on the Southland Digital Network.
Of course, there will be those gullible apologists who point out the situations were impossible for Turner in those venues with meddling owners Daniel Snyder and Al Davis, which is of course true but still no excuse for Turner having such a lame ledger. The feeling here is that Norv Turner this time will win more games than he ever has before – how could he not with that powerful Charger roster? – but once again will turn out to be a bust. Turner is an affable fellow who smiles a lot, but his greatest attribute seems to be an affinity for landing head coaching positions despite a suspect head coaching resume. It’s always been one of my most hallowed theories that people for the most part don’t change – I doubt Norv Turner suddenly will morph into Vince Lombardi – and the perennially troubled and abundantly skilled cornerback for the Tennessee Titans, Adam (Pacman) Jones, certainly gives corroboration to it. While tranquilly ensconced in Nashville on the weekend of the NBA All-Star game, I went one evening to a popular establishment called Virago that was overflowing with humanity, including several members of the Titans. Spring is nearing, and the wind is once again singing sad old songs. The Spanos Clan of San Diego has reverted to its ancestral incompetence in the administration of the Chargers. Papa Alex might be out of the picture, but Son Dean is showing he possesses every bit as much football ignorance, firing a coach, Marty Schottenheimer, who had taken the team to a 14-2 regular season record, and replacing him with a gentleman, Norv Turner, who has proven without a reasonable doubt that he’s a lousy NFL head coach. Oh, I know Norville is a nice guy who has been an exceptional offensive coordinator in the league, and so was Paul Hackett and so was Dan Henning and so were a lot of guys who were terrific assistants and absolute duds when given the big job. Turner was a failure in Washington, a failure in Oakland and will be a failure in San Diego despite the talented personnel he will inherit because he is simply not a strong, dynamic leader able to inspire passion among the troops as evidenced by his 58-84-1 record with the Redskins and Raiders. When I asked one if Pacman was going to show up, the guy smiled and said, “Man, this isn’t a strip joint, nor is it a hip hop gangster joint. This is not Pacman’s kind of scene.” I had no idea that Pacman Jones, who the past season led the NFL in punt return average even ahead of Chicago’s Devin Hester with a 12.9 average and who had four interceptions, 62 tackles and 12 deflections, was partying in Las Vegas and that Sunday evening he and his large posse visited the Minxx Gentleman’s Club and Lounge. During the midst of this culturally uplifting experience, Pacman decided to start showering the many strippers on stage with hundreds of $1 bills out of a supposed cache of $81,000 that he hauled into the place. But when the nude ladies began scooping up the money, Pacman Jones apparently became enraged – he later would claim his antics were nothing more than a “visual effect” – and allegedly grabbed one by the hair and slammed her head against the stage just to show his displeasure. Now this was more like the Pacman Jones who was sentenced to a year in jail – naturally, it was suspended and he was placed on two years probation – when he was an undergraduate at West Virginia for allegedly beating another student with a pool stick. At least twice last year he restricted his mayhem to only spitting on women, which he was twice accused of doing in well-publicized cases. And there have been other numerous indiscretions he’s been involved in that resulted in police involvement. But the latest flap might turn out to be Pacman Jones’ undoing, since a terrible melee erupted in the wake of Jones roughing up the dancer, as the club’s security personnel mixed it up with Jones’ entourage. And then a few minutes later, a person who allegedly had been seated next to Jones came back with a gun and began firing it, hitting three people including former professional wrestler Tommy Urbanski, whose spine was severed by a bullet and who is now paralyzed below the waist and isn’t expected to walk again. The Las Vegas police still are investigating the matter with eventual arrests expected, and the NFL is awaiting results and figures to take strong action against Jones, which means he faces a lengthy suspension. The new Titan general manager, Mike Reinfeldt, has indicated the team probably will get rid of Jones, meaning his future destination is either the Oakland Raiders or prison. One wonders what the thought process is of such a person gifted with so much athletic ability and a multi-year, multi-million dollar contract to pursue such a self-destructive course. While he didn’t do anything that invited scrutiny from law enforcement authorities or that would even faintly compare to Pacman Jones’ shenanigans, the Lakers’ Vladimir Radmanovic also had quite an adventurous NBA All-Star break, as he initially claimed that he took a terrible pratfall on a slippery street of sheet ice in Park City, Utah that resulted in his separating his shoulder. Such a misfortune is expected to sideline the 6-9 3-point shooting forward for seven weeks, and comes at a most inopportune time when the Lakers already are heavily plagued with injuries. But what makes Radmanovic’s accident even more difficult for the Lakers to accept is that a man they’re paying $5.25 million this season easily could have avoided it, since he admits he was fibbing about how it happened and that it came while he was snowboarding, an activity he should not have been doing since it’s banned in his contract. So Vladimir Radmanovic, who has been a disappointment to the Lakers this season, also turns out to be a big liar, which in light of the large amount of money he might have to forfeit was an understandable tack but one that certainly hasn’t boosted his image. I guess he was just joining the burgeoning crowd in the athletic landscape whose public images aren’t exactly glowing these hours, from the Spanos and their follies in San Diego to Pacman Jones and his latest in a ceaseless stream of unsavory incidents. Doug Krikorian can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org 160Want local news?Sign up for the Localist and stay informed Something went wrong. Please try again.subscribeCongratulations! You’re all set!