Hello, my little ducks! It’s that time where I have a peek into the lives of our tall basketball sons and say brief and moderately witty things.
I had a post all set, cheerfully shouldering through with our underachieving team. Then they went and beat a certain team from Texas, vanquishing the spectre of Tim Hardaway Jr. once and for all and ruining my narrative. So I started re-writing. But I am distracted and slow. Then came another loss. Then another. Now it’s dark again. Much, much darker. But we are not here to be dark, even if we cannot escape the chaos.