  Our men's team lost last night. I thought I was going to make it without crying, until I walked into the hallway and saw our point guard, who I want to play at Mizzou. Then, I got a little misty. They played so hard, then lost to the No. 6 team in the country --featuring a player who was an early signee for Louisville, but may go in the first round of the draft instead -- in overtime. When I did sleep on the bus on the way back, my dreams were replays of the game. I'm so sad for those guys. They deserved to go to nationals. But, now I must write the dreaded game summary. Booo. I'm not looking forward to reliving that one. 
