I love March Madness! I love basketball! Some who read this blog may believe it should be titled "Johnson Jocks" instead of "Johnson Juice". But remember, we have little Savvy who plays piano and dances.
I'm happy to report that I am in fourth place in my NCAA bracket...Alec is happy to report he is in FIRST! We joined the group, Speed Basketball, along with the other players and parents on his basketball team. There are still 2 moms in the top 5 so I am very happy! I would be
more happy if any team from Utah decided to show up and also if Wake Forest would have done their job and knocked
Cleveland St. out, and not made me lose TWO games!
I only hate that now we have to wait so long in between games. And I have to wait so long to win.
To add to
MY March Madness, I am devastated to report that both my little basketball players got knocked out of their tournament in the semi-final game. It's pretty pathetic when both husband and I can't sleep because of a lost game in the State Tournament. Really, we couldn't sleep. Alec's team was suppose to go all the way this year and should have. It makes my heart hurt when one striped fella' in the middle of the court can steal a game from some much deserved 13 year
olds. They played better and were much better sports than the other team. They were up by 10 until one man started slowly changing the game. This was the first time I had seen Alec completely down after a game. He is usually the one making everyone else feel better, but this one hurt.
Carter made it to the semi-final game as well and showed us something I never knew was in him. He's a crier! He wants to win so bad that when things don't go his way, and he fouls out of a game, he cries! We love him, and we love that he has so much passion, however, we had to have some pretty important talks after the tournament. We've never seen this side of him in soccer so we were a little surprised! This whole basketball thing started when I saw him dribbling at one of Alec's game and knew he needed to play. I offered him 20 dollars and he was in. Little did I know how much he actually gets it. He is a very smart point guard and can see the court better than most kids his age. He now loves it almost as much as soccer and I am going through
withdrawals not watching him play!
So this is when I come in. (laughing at self)
When I started playing hoops with the ladies in
Herriman, I didn't realize that we would be fighting for a region championship!!! We were surprised to make it to Region (we won a great overtime game by three), and then we were surprised to win TWO games IN region!!!
This is so funny and so much fun! The first game we played a bunch of college aged girls who totally intimidated me. You have to understand, with the
exception of one, we are all mom's to at least two children. Our kids come out and shoot with us and we are all usually laughing at the beginning of a game. This team was doing the two lined lay up drill and making all of them! They were very focused. Everything was fine until one of them slightly upset me, then I turned into competitive Robyn and had to shut her up. She kept pushing me and finally I said to her, "Really?" Then she turned to me and in a real snot nosed voice said, "Ya, Really."
WOW, I thought. This is pretty serious. Then later, same snot nosed college girl says to me when she comes in off the bench, "Hey number 30. You look pretty. Your hair looks nice." -all in her snot nosed voice.
WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS? ARE WE AT A CHURCH GAME? I would like to know if this is what's going on today. Are girls smack talking each other, trying to get each other mad, or get into each others heads and throw them off? Or maybe she really thought I looked pretty. Either way it made me want to throw up on her and it made me and the rest of the ladies laugh really hard!
We won. By three.
Alec thought we were going down by 20. Oh, boy of little faith.
Our second game, again I thought we wouldn't win when I saw them. Again, we won. Except this time by 10! So we are now headed to the semi-final game in region. We will probably face a semi-professional church team and lose this one. Semi-Final games are not our favorite this month. I am just excited to still be playing and still be competing with my new found bloodthirsty team. I love them. Including my really tall sister Cyndy! She has made the difference and I am loving playing with her. My parents are loving it more. And my boys have come to support me and YELL at me when I miss a lay up or when I don't drive to the basket. They are dang good at
criticizing...I wonder where they get that! They are also very good at making their mom feel good! They think I'm pretty cool at the moment.
So cheers to March Madness, to being part of a team, to winning, to losing
and to the underdog!