The Runnin’ Rebels have heard from everyone that they can’t win on the road. As a fanbase, the UNLV faithful has grown numb to disappointing road loss after disappointing road loss.

But after UNLV’s 80-63 road thrashing of UNR, that arrogant big brother to our north, the Rebels have won their last two games away from home by a combined 40 points.

This has all happened without Anthony Bennett putting up the jaw-dropping numbers he’s put up all season long.

Mike Moser had his best game of the season against UNR, and he continues to show just how good of a player he really is.

With that nagging elbow injury and the emergence of Bennett, it’s been difficult to remember just how vital Moser was to the team’s success last season.

The guy was up for “Player of the Year” after all.

Moser finished with 20 points in the first half against UNR, while the Wolfpack could only muster 25 as a team.

Khem Birch continues to block shots at an illegal rate as he finished with seven more on Saturday night. Teams constantly try to drive in on him, only to have their dreams shattered by his pterodactyl wingspan as he sends their shots crashing back down to earth.

After a tumultuous road season where they finished with as many wins as they did losses, the Runnin’ Rebels dominated their final two road opponents to set up a strong finish at home.

Over the last four games, the Rebels have turned a corner in the minds of their loyal fans. They’ve notched a pair of quality wins against ranked opponents at home, while reversing the stereotype that they can’t win on the road.

These last two road games have been a thing of beauty. Shakesperean, if you will. Road woes and immaturity issues had plagued the Rebels all season, yet they proved the critics wrong and set themselves up for an epic final chapter.

UNLV is riding about as high as Bone Thugs-N-Harmony on the first of the month.

Without a major league team to cheer for, Las Vegans gravitate toward the Runnin’ Rebels as the city’s team.

When they win, the city wins. When they lose, the city grieves and picks itself up for the next game.

The Runnin’ Rebels are the microcosm for the college basketball landscape in Las Vegas.

Think about it. We only have one national championship to our name, and it came more than 20 years ago. Yet we hold on to it and constantly remind ourselves of what used to be.

While its foundation has shaped the program into what it is today, this team must set the bar high for the future so they can be the ones who are constantly idolized when playing careers are over.

The time has come for the Runnin’ Rebels to make its own statement. They must continue to play this kind of basketball.

Then we can party like it’s 1990 again.