For a while, it looked like Al Golden’s 9-3 Temple outfit might turn it into a laugher. The Owls led 21-7 late in the second quarter, then went as cold offensively as their coach, who roamed the sideline in shirtsleeves for reasons known only to him and his maker. UCLA scored the last 23 points as fans in La La Land undoubtedly danced on the freeways.
And then it was over. For good.
Way, way back when, they told us always to mention the score in the first paragraph.
Now, in this age of diminishing journalism, the last paragraph might be more fitting.
UCLA 30, Temple 21.

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