The Last Dance: KS vs. Memphis
I have to admit: I didn’t even watch the first 12 minutes of last night’s KU game. It was partially for schedule reasons, but truth be told, after the nail-biting Davidson game, I was glad to miss it. I was feeling superstitious, like my boys would just do better if I weren’t watching. But then they were up by ridiculous amounts, and I felt okay watching the game. And then they won! I celebrated by drinking. That’s standard, right?
I will miss tomorrow’s game. (Not my fault — I have rehearsal.) Again, though, I think my boys can do it without me. Lord knows they did it without — and in front of — Roy Williams. Bill Self’s been good, very good, for this team. It’s been five years, but he’s got them back into the final game. Last time they won it all, in 1988, our 4th grade class walked up the hill to Memorial stadium to welcome the Jayhawks home, chanting “Rock Chalk Jayhawk” the whole way.
Oh, Jeebus. I’m nervous.
