The 2,611 who made their way into Iona's old-school gym had been bitten by the freezing-cold conditions outside.
Inside the cozy confines of the Mulcahy Campus Center in New Rochelle, it didn't get much better.
Vermont's slew of snipers created a hailstorm of three-pointers and medium range jumpers en route to a 84-79 victory over the Gaels.
Pint-sized point guard Joey Accaoui (23 points, four assists) drained three treys during a sizzling 46-second span to supply the Catamounts with a commanding 44-26 bulge as 2:09 remained in the first half. Accaoui shot the rock at a 7-for-15 clip, nailing 5-of-9 from beyond the confines of the arc.
Evan Fjeld, who rocks a unique, 80s smut star-like mustache, dropped 19 points and tore down 11 rebounds. He continued to stake his claim as one of the elite forwards in the America East.
The 'stache invites a chorus of "Ron Jeremy!" chants at every hostile environment the Catamounts play in.
Please, don't get it twisted.
Fjeld is sporting the 'stache for a good cause, as he is helping bring awareness to prostate cancer.
Mike Glover (22.0 PPG), who hung 25 on Syracuse, scored 14 points and snatched 13 baords to pace Iona.
The biggest story surrounding the local landscape was the homecoming of 914 products Brian Voelkel (Pleasantville, N.Y.), Sandro Carissimo (Sleepy Hollow, N.Y.), and Simeon Marsalis (New Ro), all of whom now ball for Vermont.
Voelkel, who helped put Iona Prep on the map alongside Carissimo, continued to stuff the stat sheet. Boasting an accurate game that features pinpoint, laser dimes over flash and pizzazz, Voelkel dished out nine dimes and inhaled 13 rebounds.
The kid is a freakish athlete and game changer disguised as a role player. Few popped-lipped pundits and self-proclaimed "gurus" envisioned BV would thrive in the manner he has this winter.
Muting the critics who have foolishly pegged him as an offensively inept enigma, Voelkel erupted for 23 points to go with 16 boards and five pick-pockets in a 75-67 win over Marist.
The 6-foot-6, 210-freshman is an accurate depiction of a workout fiend.
He grabs boards. He drills threes. He distributes more than Big Worm on the block. He delivers needle-threading dishes that freezes up the defense. Shit, you might have even seen him peddling hot dogs at halftime. He has a hand in everything.
Whether it may be hitting the hills in Sleepy Hollow or hooping in the basement of St. Theresa's church (where a gracious nun opens the gym up for him, Carissimo, and Sleepy Hollow-bred George Washington stallion Tony Taylor), hoops and
painstaking workouts consume the kid from P-ville.
His first-ever game as a Catamount, narrowly missed a triple-double when he turned in 10 boards, nine points, and nine dimes en route to a 80-76 win over Siena.
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