UConn Moves To No. 1 In AP Poll

The Huskies did not break out their foam fingers in the locker room at Stanford Saturday. They did not break into a “We’re No. 1’’ chant either. It was business as usual.

Occupying the No. 1 spot in the national polls in December has absolutely no value to UConn. The only time the Huskies want to be No. 1 is when the final buzzer sounds during the NCAA tournament final.

Never the less, UConn received 37 of 40 first-place votes and ascended to No. 1 in The Associated Press national poll today for the first time since spending the final three weeks there to conclude the 2010-11 season. The Huskies have been ranked No. 1 for a record 156 weeks.

Baylor rose one spot to No. 2, earning the remaining three first-place votes. Duke also moved up one spot to No. 3. Stanford dropped three spots to No. 4 following its dismal performance in a 61-35 loss to UConn at Maples Pavilion Saturday.

Notre Dame remained at No. 5.

“Stanford beat Baylor (Nov.16) and Stanford became No. 1,’’ Auriemma said. “We beat Stanford and now everybody’s going to say we’re No. 1. I think Baylor’s probably sitting at home going, `We’re the real No. 1 and we’re going to prove it every time we play.’ So I don’t think at time this of the year it really matters one way or the other. I didn’t see one player in our locker room jumping up and down saying `We’re No. 1.’ So I don’t think that’s … When they’ve been there so many times for so long, a lot of these guys, it doesn’t faze them I don’t think one bit.’’


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  1. cliff says:

    Twas a Coupla Nights after Christmas 2012

    Twas a coupla nights after Christmas 2012, when all through Stanford’s house

    Hardly a UCONN fan was heard over Stanford’s “Victory or else!”
    Steph, Bria, and steeple-tall Stewie hung by Chiney with care,

    Sporting steely eyes that declared No. 1 would soon be theirs.

    Kaleena rushed to plunk in a three,

    While Stanford stumbled with shaking knee.

    Kelly running hard, and Caroline with her snap,

    Woke up Stanford’s brains from their long winter’s nap.

    When down the right side there arose such a clatter,
    as Stewie lept over a Cardinal wondering what’s the freakin’ matter??

    Away to the fast break flew Bria and Kaleena in a flash,

    Playing three shots like pinball, turning money shots into cash.

    By now the Cardinals appeared dazed, frozen like deer don’t ya know,

    And still so many more weapons did UCONN have to bestow.

    When, what to Stanford fans’ wondering eyes should appear,

    But a whirling Stephanie Dolson, putting her foes into fear!

    Then little old Coach Geno, so lively and quick,
    Smiled ever so slightly, as his guys roll and pick,
    While more rapid than eagles our strong UCONN women came,

    And Coach whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

    “Now Kelly! now, Stewie! now, Jefferson and Tuck!

    On, Banks! On, Kiah! on, on KLM and Heather Buck!

    To the top of the key! to the top of the rim!

    Now dash away! Dash away! after each shot goes in!”

    As all streaks before a steel defense fly,

    When they meet with UCONN, even soaring Cardinal birds die.

    So up to the Maple house-top the Huskie women they flew,

    With a sleigh full of game, plus Chris, Shea, and Coach Geno, too.

    And then, in a twinkling, Cardinal fans stared in disbelief,
    At UCONN women prancing and dancing (the silenced crowd a nice relief).
    As Stanford froze with despair, and were looking all around,

    Three Huskies spotted Chiney and cornered her with a bound.

    Geno was dressed dapper as always, from his head to his foot,

    But still ran smack into a Technical, no matter his chistled look.
    A bundle of Weapons he had flung on his back,

    He looked like a Pro with his defense-magic pack.

    His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

    And a tiny smile escaped, but Geno couldn’t let that show.

    The stump of a compliment he held tight in his teeth,

    But the aura of the smile encircled his head like a wreath.

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,

    That shook when he laughed, amusing Steph and Kelly!

    He was cajoling and pressing, a right jolly old elf,

    UCONN women hung on his advice, sure of themself!

    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

    Soon gave Stanford notice they had lots to dread.

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

    And watched the game unfold, then turned with a jerk.

    Laying one finger aside of his nose,

    After a respectful nod to Tara, up the charts his team rose!

    He sprang to his feet, to his team gave a whistle,

    And away they all flew, leaving Stanford to bristle.

    But I heard the team exclaim, ‘ere they drove out of sight,

    “Merry Christmas to our fans, we did, indeed, have a good night!”