My heart is broken. The joyous Illini basketball team made it all the way to the final two in the NCAA and lost last night by two points.
I know….many of you know that I profess to HATE sports, and for the most part, I do. But these guys had such heart you couldn’t help but get caught up in what they were doing.
One win followed another, which followed another, until they had lost just one game, and were rated number one.
We watched the last few games, and saw the patterns emerge. I was seriously worried in the game last night when they were down by 15, but they battled back. I told myself that they had won a number of games by sinking a shot at the last moment, and when they were down just two points in the last minute, I really thought they would pull it out.
There was no joy in Mudville, or in Illinois, last night. I tip my hat to North Carolina. They are a great team. But watch out next year. The Illini are going to be hungry. No……make that RAVENOUS! Our time has come to be number ONE!

My niece brought me bad news this evening.
We were seated at the dinner table when she announced that to work off the calories of ONE M&M, you have to walk the distance of a football field, or 100 yards.
Of course, the first thought in my mind was the M&Ms I had last week. The second was to wonder how many of them are in the small bag you pick up at the check out lane.
There aren’t going to be any further thoughts about this.