In which I am distressed . . .

Sad day. We lost again. I am so distressed! It wouldn't have been so bad, except for a few details.

Elijah Starzl, our star player was injured. There were a bunch of people on top of him and they all got up and started running to the other side and there he lay and the refs didn't even realize it until like 30 seconds later. Then the trainer person helped him get up and the game went on while the trainer checked him for shock. (I think he may have hit his head.) He got to play again toward the end of the game.

Andy gotted 3 three pointers! Whee! It was so exciting!

Earlier today, I thought to myself thought I, "You know . . . we used to have all those issues with the fire alarms in the R/A last year. It would be interesting if they went off during a basketball game." I was only thinking that because they went off ALL THE TIME last year and we hadn't had any alarms at all this year. Well, half-way through the second half, the fire alarms went off. I swear, I was sitting in the bleachers. It wasn't me! Sarah and Em and Tara and Amy can testify to that. How did I KNOW that was going to happen today? For serious -- it was hilarious. They stopped the game and no one went anywhere -- we all just sat there like bumps on logs, except for me. I was laughing hysterically.

There were 10 seconds left and the score was 68-71 (Concordia) and one of our dudes got a two pointer and then they took a time out and when the game started again, someone got another two pointer to put the game at 72-71 (SMSU). The time ran out and we had won, but the refs called something that I don't understand and put 1.3 seconds back on the clock and Concordia called a time out and when the game started again, one of their dudes shot a three-pointer that went through just as the buzzer sounded to win the game, 74-72. I could have cried. They're meanyheads. I'm so distressed.

Just as the buzzer sounded, Timmy called me and I answered and I said, "Timmy, we just lost -- AGAIN!" He did his best to cheer me up. He said that he wanted to share a Bible verse with me that really meant a lot to him. He was looking for it and he couldn't find it so he paraphrased it -- it said something about someone having thirty-something beers. That got us on the topic of how . . . dirty the King Jimmy version is. It says something somewhere about some chick being laid. And it says "thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's ass." Timmy told me that and I was like, "Dude -- I should find that verse!" So I was looking and looking and I couldn't find it and I said, "Timmy, I give up." He said, "But you can't! I have to get to the bottom of this! -No pun intended." That made me laugh hysterically. And then I found it (It's in the 10 Commandments) and we laughed. It was a good time. You can tell I was very, very distressed, cuz I was making jokes about asses -- and I do NOT talk like that . . .

The girls were talking about how "small" Andy is, and I said, "But he's NOT! There are 18 boys on the team and only 8 of them are taller than Andy!" For serious! Why did they not tease me? When I get into things, I really get into things! And today, I was telling Amy about becoming a basketball fanatic in the past three weeks, and she said, "Mari Jo, is there are BOY on the team?" I said, "Well . . . they're kinda ALL boys . . . all 18 of them . . . " Lol -- Amy thinks I like one of them. Hm . . . can anyone guess? (Not Kyrie or Nikki-K, cuz they know too much.)
~MJ