Villanova comes up short and cold and home

Magic always has a shelf life. Eventually the genie always climbs back into the bottle.

Nothing lasts forever, except for all the television commercials that suck the life out of the NCAA hoops tourney.

They don’t call it March Madness because of the basketball. It’s because of the glut of damn commercials.

Villanova broke a lot of brackets and hearts today when it squandered a seven-point lead with 5 minutes and 27 seconds to play. It was then that the Wildcats became colder than a witch’s you-know-what — scoring only one field goal the remainder of the way and going just 3 of 6 from the free throw line.

There would be no encore to their magic carpet ride to last year’s national championship. Wisconsin snuffed that dream 65-62.

Nova star Josh Hart couldn’t mimic Superman on the Wildcats’ last full possession — losing the ball when he recklessly drove through a thicket of Badgers in the lane.

It was desperate. It was dumb.

Unlike last year when they had some inside game, Jay Wright’s guard-centric Wildcats were flawed this season because they had no interior presence. A team cannot survive being merely a perimeter team.

And Kris Jenkins, who made the amazing title-winning shot last year, seemingly hasn’t hit a bucket since. Or so it seemed. He couldn’t hit water if he fell out of a boat all year.  He had just six points Saturday, going 2 for 9 from the floor. Pirates pitcher Steve Blass suddenly couldn’t find the plate one season. Kris Jenkins suddenly couldn’t find the basket this year.

No Sweet Sixteen. No Final Four. Back to the term papers and lab work for the Wildcats.

Turn the lights out, the party’s over.

Villanova’s magic has disappeared like the morning dew.

Eagles muscle up receiving corps

Free agency often is fool’s gold.

But who can resist striking it rich?

The Eagles, on paper, had a helluva Tuesday — adding stud Alshon Jeffery and serviceable Torrey Smith at wide receiver.

At least this year Carson Wentz has somebody to throw to who can actually get open and catch the ball.

Throw in the signing of former first-round guard Chance Warmack and the Birds had a good day acquiring bodies.

The offense should have some juice this fall.

For his sake and ours, someone should delete Trump’s Twitter account

Send in the clowns. The circus continues circling us like a maddened carrousel.

Early this morning Donald Trump, behaving with the utmost presidential decorum, unleashed a series of tweets accusing his predecessor of tapping his phones just before Election Day: “A NEW LOW!” “This is Nixon/Watergate. Bad (or sick) guy!”

Trump must wash his hair with Paranoia Shampoo.

His Twitter binge unleashed, as he likely expected it would, a flurry of comments on the same medium, with his partisans echoing his rage at Barack Obama while many others questioned Trump’s motives, his integrity and his mental stability.

Comrade Trump, of course, is counterpunching in the midst of growing flak about his campaign and transition team’s involvement with the Russians.

Perhaps he should pay more attention to North Korea, and more importantly, the facts in all cases.

Praised for not coming across as a rambling mess in his speech to Congress, Trump reportedly still lied 51 times that night.

This guy wouldn’t know a fact if it jumped out of his soup and landed on his red tie.

So nice to have a fearless leader living in an alternate universe.