The 'Dores played their final home game last night and got an overtime win over Mississippi State. Those in attendance got to watch an apparently otherworldly performance by senior Shan Foster (career-high 42 points, including nine 3-pointers in a row). I wish that I could have seen it, but folks in Nashville were forced to watch UT at Florida, instead. Damn you, the CW! :-(
(Confession: I wouldn't have watched it anyway. I am obsessed with The Wire and have to stay on my Tuesday-Wednesday-twice-on-Friday schedule. After I finished Season 4, Episode 9, I had to catch the season finale of Project Runway.)
You will be happy to know that the Memorial Magic was in full effect this season, as the 'Dores finished the season 19-0. You can find details on the game here, here, and here. If you don't want to read (not that I can blame you), here are a couple of pictures:
The game-winner:
AP Photo/Mark Humphrey, via espn.comCelebrating with his family (this one I couldn't resist--it's too cute):
photo via tennessean.comThis is the first year that I can recall that the SEC tournament won't start the last weekend of Vandy's spring break. (Just think--there could be another New Jersey-ite missing out on her chance to feast on fried food and celebrate her birthday with heartburn!) We have to wait another week for those festivities to start. Word on the street is that Vandy could be in for a first-round bye this year. Exciting times.
Little else to report from this end. It's been a morning where whatever could go wrong, did. Traffic sucked, I missed a step in Ella's classroom and ran into the door, and I was late to work (not that that's all bad!). Oh, then I choked on my cereal. That was fun. I was back here in my cubicle hacking, coughing, and barely able to take a breath. Did anyone come to my rescue? No. Woe was me! I was afraid I'd be like Liz Lemon on 30 Rock and have to give myself the Heimlich Maneuver using the back of my chair.
Hey, while I was writing this, "Fat-Bottom Girls" came on my iPod. "It made me think of you."
Love ya, mean it, Megs.
Molly out!
Little else to report from this end. It's been a morning where whatever could go wrong, did. Traffic sucked, I missed a step in Ella's classroom and ran into the door, and I was late to work (not that that's all bad!). Oh, then I choked on my cereal. That was fun. I was back here in my cubicle hacking, coughing, and barely able to take a breath. Did anyone come to my rescue? No. Woe was me! I was afraid I'd be like Liz Lemon on 30 Rock and have to give myself the Heimlich Maneuver using the back of my chair.
Hey, while I was writing this, "Fat-Bottom Girls" came on my iPod. "It made me think of you."
Love ya, mean it, Megs.
Molly out!
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