I doubt anyone noticed I didn't post much the last few weeks. My tournament this year literally started off with an early morning ER trip (hadn't seen a Doc in over a decade). So, four failed catheter attempts and a brief bit under in the OR, I got sent home with a little bag to wear for a few weeks. I fought through the discomfort and razzing from buddies, but got through it. But only to find out some pretty bad news the same day the Doc told me I was good to go. The daughter (and a good friend) of the small town church pastor I grew up with had died. She was 34, and basically family. One of those things that lights your Facebook up and folks start texting. I don't want to be a Debbie Downer, just want to put a UNCheat tournament loss, Higgins, etc in perspective. It's a game folks. Even if we get screwed, it's just on the court, not in life.
