All Write, Already!

Some days you might as well not even be there. Other days you find yourself carrying the whole team on your shoulders without breaking much of a sweat. This was one of the latter days, and in terms of personal performance, it was extraordinary, even by my standards. We blasted teams that are usually better than us, and challenged the performance of the cream of the crop, the elite of the elite. Our names are now being spread by the national media; someone in Michigan is going to look up and see that we venividivicied their local heroes.

It is not long before the gradual dissipation of that initial rush of euphoria turns our emotion into one more of self-satisfaction, of a job well done. We come out with a buttressed sense of respect for each other's abilities, and with the knowledge that tonight we will sleep very well.