Before March Madness begins, there is February Frenzy (well, there must be some clever name out there) for those of us who follow high school basketball.
My friend Julie emailed me that the boys from our alma mater, Luck High School, have advanced to sectionals. We shared a painful memory of when we (as in our high school boys team -- not the 2 of us) made it to sectionals our junior year and we lost by 1 stinkin' point.
The heart-breaker was that it was on a technical. It was a tie game and down to a few seconds. One of our guys (name withheld) was asking the coach through a hand signal "Do we have any timeouts left?" The ref saw it and thought he was actually signaling for a timeout. We didn't have any left so we got a technical. The other team got to shoot and we had a long, quiet ride home from Spooner.
It's amazing the clarity of that memory. I guess at that point in life, that was the most important thing going on. So much emotion was tied up in school loyalty. It could be a wonderful thing. And a heart-wrenching thing.
The last time the Cardinal boys actually made it to state and played in that championship game was way back in 1973, when some of my older sisters were in high school. They lost by 2 points. One of the players on that team, Rick Giller, is now the coach of our boys team. I hope with a little Luck, he can finally bring that championship home.
Go Cards!
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