So here was the best thing of the game tonight: Weedsport is sitting next to us this year! Woo hoooo! I introduced him to my daughter and my sports spouse, Gary, and showed him a couple of photos of my family room that my husband almost burned down last weekend. It was great knowing there is going to be a steady presence to my left this season. And good to reconnect with the little group that sits around us.
The game? Oh yes, the game. Well, it was, let’s just say it was, um, hmmmmmm.
I was pretty sure we were going to lose and adapted my psyche accordingly. Then we had a spark in the second half which eventually became a flame. (Then I thought of my family room and grew sad.) (No, I didn’t.) I enjoyed watching Benny the most. I had been concerned about him, but I don’t think I am any more. I believe he will be good. Jesse was too soft going to the basket in the first half but eventually began to dunk.
And now it’s time for true confessions. We had 5 players who all wore headbands and who had longish hair. From the third tier I couldn’t tell who was who. This is always a problem for me early in the season but tonight was particularly hard. I’ll get there.
I wish I could feel a little more optimistic about the season after this game but but at the moment I am practicing my loin girding. It’s a little like Pilates.