Speaking of milestones, I believe someone is nearing a pretty big one. (Oh, you can just hear the ESPN suits jumping up and down in anticipation of "Big Monday," can't ya?)

Sally Jenkins, who has oft chronicled Coach Summitt's accomplishments, weighs in:

To fully appreciate Pat Summitt's achievements, you have to stand in her kitchen on the day of a big game and watch her sweat over the stove like a fry cook. A large space with two ovens opens into a living room continuously packed with family, friends, old sorority sisters, former players, neighbors' children and what seems like a herd of galloping Labradors.

On the stove top dishes simmer, because after the game Summitt will feed this mob, as well as any semi-orphans, foreign travelers and itinerant golden retrievers who stop by. On occasion, she has even fed the opposing team. Between stirring, Summitt dodges into the pantry and kicks the dryer shut.

You wonder if John Wooden ever did laundry on game day.