I’m about to leave for Norton for my third trip there this week. The girls semifinals of the basketball sub-state the Bluejays are hosting tip at 6 p.m. with Russell playing TMP-Marian. The second game is Norton vs. Beloit.

Last night was a long, long one, both physically and emotionally. The TMP-Beloit game went int double overtime–the Monarchs won 55-51 after trailing for most of the last two and a half quarters of regulation–forcing a late start to the Ellsworth-Norton game. There were a lot of fouls called in that game, with the Bluejays winning an ugly contest 48-44. So it’s Norton and TMP for the third time for the sub-state championship tomorrow night.

I got upset by something on Facebook which had nothing to do with the game, nor anything to do with the one person who has been tormenting me for the past eight months. It really upset me. I was to the point where I didn’t think I would be able to drive back to Russell. I begged Peggy to ride with me to WaKeeney, and then Clark could pick her up at Trego High. She agreed, and then offered to drive down US 283.

Lucky for them, and for me, I recovered enough after the game to the point where I could make it. I messaged Peggy after passing Hill City and WaKeeney, and then again when I got back to Russell.

It was so hot in the gym last night that I’m wearing shorts tonight, something I never do for basketball games. I do it all the time for volleyball, since it’s during the late summer and early fall, but basketball? Sometimes you have to change.

Getting ready to saddle up and head west, then north.