After a weekend full of football games that were either very bad for me or that I cared nothing about, I was awaiting the Wake / Carolina basketball game with much anticipation. We will just forget that the Panthers game and Jake's performance (or lack thereof) ever happened. It is very hard to even comment on that game when they didn't even show up to play.
I always have mixed emotions when Wake plays Carolina in basketball - mainly because it is SO great to beat them and SO awful to lose to them. I always want to win, but also dread the feeling of losing to the Tarheels. This year was different. I always said when the season started that we would match up very well with the Heels and have a very good shot at them - probably the best shot we have had in a long time in spite of all the hype around how good their team was. While I always like to see Carolina get beat, I wasn't so sure it was a good thing BC beat them a week before our matchup.
What a great game. We definitely outplayed them everywhere on the court (except maybe the foul line). They are such a good team, though, no matter how good we played, they were right there ready to pounce. Lucky for us, that never happened and we were able to pull off the remarkable win. If we keep it up all season, we will be a force to be reckoned with. This was definitely the only thing that could make the Panthers game go away.
After only 6 months of being a mother, though, I can definitely see a difference in myself. Shortly after the end of both games, but thankfully before I went to bed, I heard the soft cry of my little boy (see previous post). I went into his room, picked him up to comfort him and held him close. After a horrible loss and after an amazing win all I wanted was to snuggle Baby J.
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