So Tim Floyd has decided to stay at Iowa State.

All the hype and hoopla was for not.

All those faithful Iowa State basketball fans can now sit back, relax and wait for next year’s season, which should be one of the best in ISU history.

You know, it was all kind of humorous if you think about it. As the sports editor at the Daily, it was tough reporting this event.

I had the difficult task of sorting through the rumors. It seemed nobody wanted to say “I know for sure.” But now it’s all over, so I figured I would get a jump on all of those people who know, but can’t say for sure.

So here are my rumors/predictions for next summer.

First prediction: Phil Jackson will leave Chicago, Michael Jordan will retire again and Floyd will finally get to play power forward for the Bulls. Hey, it may happen.

Second prediction: Floyd dyes his hair red then makes a public address stating, “I want to be like Dennis.”

Third prediction: The Bulls win the title. Again! I really went out on a limb, huh? Floyd is happy.

Fourth prediction: Jordan gives up his second love of golf to join the recently retired Floyd on the Pro Bass Fishing Tour.

Fifth prediction: The Bulls will hire Johnny Orr to replace Jackson, leaving Floyd to, ironically, run Johnny Orr’s place. What a twist!

Sixth prediction: Dedric Willoughby quits basketball stating he has nothing left to prove. Shortly after, Willoughby signs with the minor league Birmingham Barons. Willoughby later says, “Hey, they’ll let anyone play. They let Michael, didn’t they?”.

Seventh prediction: Tim Floyd, tired of the hoopla says to hell with it and takes his game to the European league.

Eighth prediction: A young stocky journalist that goes by the name of Calek, hungry to prove his skills, earns a spot on this year’s Cyclone team. “One thing is for sure. That Calek kid sure can ball,” Floyd tells the media.

Ninth prediction: Floyd accepts an assistant job with the Bulls the very same day armageddon falls upon the world. Floyd then has the weight of the world on his back.

Tenth prediction: Floyd, stressed out to the maximum, shows a public display of disgust by popping three brand spankin’ new basketballs at a local bar while screaming, “Wolverines!”

Eleventh prediction: Floyd, tired of my columns gives me a call asking me to politely stick it in a very uncomfortable place, like the back of a Volkswagen.

See, the point of this column is to illustrate the silliness that accompanies major events in the sports world.

True, my predictions probably will be proven incorrect, but then again you never know.

If am wrong, then I will stand my ground. So there you go.

The seed has been planted and the stake driven home.

Maybe I’m in an island of my own. “I’m just happy to be here,” said Ringo Starr. I think I know how he feels.

Anyway, I beat all of you rumor monsters to the punch.

We’ll talk later.

Chad Calek is a junior in journalism from Persia, Iowa. He is the sports editor of the Daily.