Basketball Hangover

Last night with Russ away on business and Carter out watching the basketball game at a friend’s Franklin St. office I was all alone to watch the championship game. Well, Shay was will me, but she is not that into basketball. As I lay in bed screaming at the TV with each missed three point shot or miss offensive rebound I realized that no one was listening to me. Yet, I continued to talk back out loud.
I wish that I had been hooked up to a heart monitor so that during the game I could keep track of my blood pressure as the game was played out. Neither team played their best games. It has to be exhausting to be a college student and keep up the pace of play through the whole tournament. I find it is just exhausting just to watch.
I am thrilled for UNC that they pulled this one off. I was not sure it was going to happen as they went into the locker room at the half down by one or two. Despite being exhausted at the half I just had to see the game out to the end. I know I don’t sleep well if I fall asleep without knowing the outcome. The problem was that I was so excited about the win that I could not go to sleep when they did finally win.
I was sad for The Zags. It was a spectacular year for the team. I was most impressed with their coach who at the post game press conference had nothing but good things to say about the hard working officials. He was pure class, making no excuses.
Now I am suffering post basketball sadness and exhaustion even though my team won. Carter is worse off than I am having celebrated on Franklin Street with the faithful hordes and UNC is not her first choice team.  
Congratulations to Roy Williams, such a dang nabbit good coach. Last night’s game was his 100 game in a playoff championships. He is the age Dean Smith was when he retired and that is just too young to stop. Look what he was able to do. Now I pray that he has another one in him. Go Heels and thanks for a great season.