Tonight, one of the Texas girls told me that I have the worst luck of anyone she knows. I tried to argue for a second, then resigned myself to just accepting that my bad luck is pretty much beyond explanation. I’ve had a rough stretch lately, culminating in my flight to Raleigh getting delayed 8 hours out of Denver, waiting 5 hours for a standby flight to Raleigh in Atlanta, having a team drop out of Centex while I was trying to get re-routed, and then having my flight back home on Monday canceled when I finally got to Raleigh. The thing is, I can’t even say that I was shocked by any of it… it’s pretty much par for the course.
I had dinner tonight with the vast majority of my Texas kids and my favorite girls on Seaweed. The two teams have been a bit at odds, and it was fun to see everyone interacting and having a good time. It was one of those “This is why I do this” moments. The two teams will never be anything like each other, and I’m fine with that. It was just good to see people I have invested a lot of time into, who are very different from each other, realizing that they can get along. At some point, they were all making fun of me and I told Seaweed that I still feel like a complete stranger to them and that I didn’t understand how they could make fun of me so much. The response was, “You’re one of us now.” A bit of an overstatement perhaps, but if I have made any small difference for their team, then all of this has been worth it.
I can’t believe Easterns is tomorrow. We’ve been working on this tournament for four months and it’s finally here. Here we go.
