Today, my oldest son is playing for the city league basketball championship.
They’re playing the team that they team they beat by 1 point. At the buzzer
He’s played in the city league since he was 3 years old and this is the first time he’s been on a winning team. This is the first time that he’s ever made it to the championship. This is the first time that he has a team that really knows how to play basketball.
And it just so happens to be the first year that PigHunter has coached his team.
The exitement doesn’t end there, folks. PigHunter is also coaching Ethan’s team and at 8 this morning, he has a playoff game and if he wins that game, he will also play for city championship this afternoon. (Different divisions.)
We’re all so excited and I’m so damn proud of all 3 of my boys. Last weekend, they won FOUR games to get to this point.
I didn’t sleep much last night because of nerves and I know I don’t need to tell you about The Gas.
I just hope I’m able to control my nerves and um, not get kicked out of either of their games. I’ve developed a “new skill” when it comes to their basketball games. It’s called “Taking a Walk” instead of “Screaming at the Refs (and Sometimes the Parents.) It’s worked beautifully this year, as I’ve not even got a warning to shut my trap from the refs.
Both of my boys want to win this really bad, so as their mom, I want it for them.
Go Lakers! Go Magic!
GO COACH PIGHUNTER!(And also Coach Kevin! Because he’s not coaching alone, he’s co-coaching with a friend.)
Ethan lost the first game and his chance at the championship by TWO flippin’ points. He did, however, win his 2nd game by almost 30 and took 3rd place.
Andrew’s game is at 3:30 and this is for The Championship, Y’all.