Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen...

I didn't know King Wenceslas personally, but I trust he was as good as they say. I'm also betting the Feast of Stephen was one heck of a celebration. Not anything like our Feast of Stephen (Stevens Point, that is) tonight.

Nope. Tonight, it was more like Stevens Point feasting on us.

We played hoops at Pacelli. After beating them on our home turf a few weeks ago, I was falsely over-confident going into this game. Assuming we were going to sweep them this year. We know what happens when we assume. It's not a good thing -- even if our school name is Assumption!

The boys fell behind early and were just never able to catch up. We kept it close, though, and were within 2 points several times. Just couldn't get past them. Ended up losing 35-28 (thanks to some last-minute fouls that put Pacelli up even further).

Carter did OK. Nothing to brag about but nothing to hang his head over either. So we still got to enjoy the good part about the Feast of Stevens Point... going to Polito's after the game for those plate-sized slices of pizza!

C'mon, every Christmas carol has a happy ending, doesn't it?

Brightly shown the moon that night, though (our loss) was cruel...