Raviv & Kyle Save the Miami hurricanes From an Embarrassing Island Vacation, Drop 55 in an 83–77 OT Win That A Gecko Probably Felt in Its Spirit

If you’ve ever been on vacation and realized you forgot your wallet, your charger, AND your dignity, then congratulations — you spiritually lived the first 30 minutes of this Miami game.

The Canes started this one like they accidentally ate too much jerk chicken at the hotel buffet and needed a moment to let God work.

And yet… AND YET…

The Canes erased a 15-point second-half deficit, pushed the game into overtime, and then absolutely choked out George Washington 83–77 to move to 5–1 on the season. Raviv casually dropped 29, Kyle bullied her way to a career-high 26, and somewhere on the beach a Cayman iguana probably felt the shift in momentum when Miami turned the game into a track meet.

This wasn’t a win.

This was a survival documentary.

Miami Was Playing in the Sand

The game stayed scoreless for two minutes, and honestly? I thought the broadcast froze.

I thought WiFi in the Caymans was beefing with ESPN. Both teams came out like they were waiting for the hotel breakfast buffet to settle.

Miami opened scoring at the free-throw line, which feels right because the entire first quarter was basically Taxes & Tithes Basketball — all free throws, no vibes.

Meanwhile, George Washington was hooping like they were trying to get NIL deals from Sandals Resort.

They hit back-to-back threes like:

“OH you flew here? We WORK here.”

Miami finally cracked the lid with Amarachi Kimpson at the free-throw line, and that basically set the tone: the whistle was going to save the Canes more than the rim would.

Eight of Miami’s first 16 points came from the stripe.

The Colonials ballooned the lead to seven and walked into the break up 39–32, and I swear the team jogged off the court like they needed a group therapy circle and some chilled coconut water.

Soma Okolo did her thing defensively (she had 3 steals), Raviv and Kyle had 10 each, but the entire vibe was:

“We are on island time and mentally still at brunch.”

But in that first half, the foundation was quietly forming:

        Kyle: 10 points, 6 boards

        Raviv: 10 points

        Soma Okolo: 3 steals and enough defensive activity to power the island grid

The comeback wasn’t here yet — but the heartbeat was.

Miami Hoops: Straight Chaos & dominance

George Washington jumped to a 52–37 lead and the IGUANAS in the arena started thinking the Canes needed emotional support.

But that’s when Miami remembered who they were.

Call it pride.

Call it ego.

Call it a sudden realization that they cannot lose to a school named after a man who wore wigs.

Whatever it was, it WORKED.

Miami dropped an 11–2 run like someone plugged the team into a portable battery pack. Raviv started slicing to the rim like she had somewhere to be. Kyle started bumping defenders like she was trying to get to the front of the TSA line.

By the end of the third, the Canes were only down 57–50 and the whole energy felt different.

Even my TV volume got louder. That’s how you know momentum shifted.

Miami tied the game in three minutes. THREE.

After being down 15.

And once it got tied, the entire game turned into a confused, sweaty, back-and-forth mess, like two people arguing over whose turn it is to take out the trash.

Finally, with 1:33 left, Miami took their first lead since the early 1900s (or at least since the first quarter). Kyle hit a driving layup to go up three, and then GW hit a late three to tie it AGAIN at 72–72.

Because of course this needed overtime.

The Canes love drama.

I love it for them.

OT belonged to Miami from the jump.

First points? Miami.

First punch? Miami.

First “we’re done playing around” sequence? Miami.

The Canes went up 80–72, GW didn’t score for half the period, and Miami hit 9 of 10 free throws like they had a plane to catch and no interest in tourism.

Miami closed it out 83–77, shook hands, took a deep breath, and probably immediately asked:

“Does this tournament come with free food?”

Miami plays the Cowgirls Saturday at 11 a.m.

FloSports stream.

Bring snacks.

Bring holy water.

Bring sunscreen.

This team has:

• comeback energy
• main-character syndrome
• chaotic good vibes
• girls who hoop like their rent is due

And honestly?

I love every second of it.

This wasn’t a basketball game.

This was a Caribbean novella with rebounds.

And Miami survived it with style, sweat, and just enough irrational confidence to win by six.