Basketball and my Kid #44

Well the excitement and enthusiasm that comes with playing in the State playoffs has come and gone. Left are the memories and the feelings and all that stuff. The first half of the playoff game was amazing. In typical Hunter basketball form, the team got down and made a hard-fought comeback to tie and go ahead. The second half was a downer. Bingham got a bunch of favorable calls (on Hunter that is) and their players went to the free throw line more times than equitable. However, that shouln't have kept the boys from winning. I have taught my kids that you can't leave the decision of a win up to an official. You have to play so well that regardless of the call(s), your team wins the game.

Bottom line -- it was cool for the team to go to the playoffs. Grandpa reminded Willie that not all kids make it to that level and he has in two sports this year with a third one on the way (tennis).

I am proud of the team but mostly the big blond kid who sports #44! In one of our earlier games this season, I overhead a coach from an opposing team say something like, ". . . that #44 for Hunter is the hardest working kid they have on the team . . ." Little did he know that kid he was talking about is my kid and that he is the hardest working kid in nearly everything he does.