American-Colgate Blog, Coming In 2009
Watching the replay of Bowie State-Johnson C. Smith in the CIAA quarters. Nice win for the Bulldogs. After it was over, the ESPN guy said this to Bowie Coach Luke D'Alessio: "You look kind of tired, man." Ha ha. That's not tired.
Thanks for all the kind wishes. Mom is resting, and will not be blogging for a bit. Dad was told to go home and go to sleep. And Ida's blog, miraculously, continues to be up and running. (No, it wasn't my idea and I have nothing to do with it.) Ida herself was a bit agitated tonight, presumably because she couldn't believe VMI beat High Point in the Big South semis. Seriously, VMI? All those Poll voters were right all along.
Anyhow, I know all you parents would say I should be sleeping right now, and you're probably right, but I had to mention one thing. I was at American-Colgate Wednesday night, compiling hilarious Bog items that will now head straight to the what-might-have-been pile, along with Bobby Boswell's list of the top five basketball-playing MLS stars. So you'll never get to read about the three AU students who were watching that crucial game at Bender Arena while working on their laptops (none were live blogging the game, and yes, I asked), or about how volleyball coach Barry Goldberg and the world's tallest female identical twins were at the game, or about the massive cockroach I spotted by the media food table and subsequently flushed down the toilet at the request of a security guard.
But you will get to read, very briefly, about American guard Andre Ingram's parents, Eva and Lucious. They've been to every one of his basketball games during his four-year college career. Every single one, home and away. They have quirky traditions; Eva, for example, shouts "Relax and Release" when any AU player is on the free-throw line. Eva considers every AU player one of her children, even the 19 Lithuanians. She said several time how this particular American team deserves a shot at a Patriot League title, just a shot. And naturally, I asked why they've felt compelled to attend every single one of Andre's games. Between standing and waving her poms Wednesday night, Eva answered.
"Why?" she said. "Because Andre's our son. Where he goes, we're going to go. That's our son."
It might sound like a bit much, but they were so genuine, and it seemed like an awfully sweet parental sentiment at the time. And before I finished talking with the Ingrams, my wife called and told me I'd better come home. Anyhow, I don't root for sports teams, as an unbiased professional blogger, but I'm gonna go ahead and root for American on Sunday.
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