Both reveled in the poking. Truth was, they loved watching Ryan's teams. He coached hayseeds and cheeseheads, accountants and engineers, weaving his way through Wisconsin to establish a Division III dynasty. From 1984 until 1999, Ryan, son of Chester, Pa. and father of five, ripped off four national titles (two perfect seasons), packed more than 2,300 fans into the gym for games and refused to draw up diagrams in the huddle. He insisted his players stay rooted, not only in the face of such success, but on defense, as well. No player was to leave his feet to attempt a blocked shot. They won methodically, the same way he did when he eventually left Platteville with his wife, Kelly, and children in tow. He took his timeouts with him along Route 151, driving through the sandstone formations and around the farm silos to Milwaukee, then the state capitol in Madison. He will lead his Badgers into the Final Four Saturday night, seeking two more victories to cap a career spent paying dues in the udder of the Dairyland.