Anyway, I'm taking a "mental health break" from writing sports stories to give you an update.
Last week was district basketball week for me, and it involved five major trips (70+ miles each way) out of town in six days. (Tuesday was the exception.) Lots of hours away from home.
It could be the first time she has ever gone with me to a high school sports event I cover. Truth be told, she doesn't care too much for sports and would rather be home. But I was also planning to visit my mom on the way home. Besides, there's a Wal-Mart along the way. You can't get too much canned cat food or Honey-Nut Cheerios, you know.
I know a lot of women love sports, and I have wished more than a few times that she was one of them. Wouldn't it be nice, I think, if she liked baseball or football or hockey? That we could share that passion together? Wouldn't it be nice to have her along to keep me company on those long drives out of town? But if wishes were horses, etc. She isn't, and that's all there is to it. (Grumble, grumble.)
By the way, once we got to the nursing home, we found there was a visitor ban because of illness. The best we could do is wave to her from the sidewalk outside.
I thought the volleyball team would win its regional, and they did win the first two games of their semifinal match. Then they lost their focus, lost the next three games, and their season is over.
So that just leaves the boys basketball team, which is now 22-0 after winning their district. They play in their regional up in Houghton late this week. If they keep winning, I may have to drive down to East Lansing late next week for the state finals--a 520-mile trip, each way. Life would be so much easier for me if they played in the high school tourneys in Wisconsin or Minnesota. For one thing, the drive would be a lot shorter.
I had one more incident yesterday, but I think I'll write about it separately. Later today maybe.
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