Jayhawk, go KU!
So on Monday night, I watched the KU Men's Basketball team win the National Championship! It was an awesome game and at the end I was sure they were going to lose (lack of faith, I know) and then...several missed free throws by Memphis and BAM an amazing 3 pointer--with seconds left they tie it up, send it in to overtime, and win it ALL! John even watched the whole first half and the last 10 seconds when I thought they were going to lose (and then made that 3-pointer which resulted in me yelling in his ear...oops ;) )
I am so excited about the win...I remember when they won in 1988. My parents letting us honk the car horn after they won each tournament game, going to the parade, telling my parents I wanted to be as tall as Danny Manning (6'11! Glad genetics kept that dream from coming true ;)) and being jealous that Brenna got to go to the championship rally, and I had to go to school.
The best thing about tournament time is that when I'm sitting and watching the game, I know Heather, and my Grandma, and my Mom (and my aunts, my sister, her boyfriend, etc. etc.) are all watching the game, too. I remember every season watching and hoping and waiting for another win...my parents calling me out of school so I could watch the game with my friends (yes, they totally did this! How sweet are my parents??), going at all hours to meet the players at Allen Fieldhouse after they had lost, Late Night, scrapbooks of our favorite players (oh, how I loved CB McGrath!), and fighting with Brenna when we both wanted the same KU basketball picture out of the newspaper.
And the mushiest thing of all, is that...for a little while, my family, my friends, and my hometown don't seem so far away...
Good job 'Hawks...I couldn't make it to Mass Street, or the rally, or the parade this year...but I was there in spirit (and I didn't have to be jealous because Brenna didn't get to go either). Thanks for the great season!