Bob Knight must have secured a wardrobe clause in his contract when ESPN hired him to be a studio analyst. Today he's wearing what I believe is a purple paisley shirt underneath a nasty ill-fitted tan sweater.
Everyone else behind the desk is rocking a suit which is worth more than my car. Meanwhile Bobby Knight looks like he should be playing darts at the Regal Beagle.
Have some dignity, man. You're on TV.
Go Hoyas!