Dance floor open

When I got on the bus during the Saturday game, my voice was already spent, but I had a focused look. Ironically, our women's team defeated UC Irvine and Cal Poly in succession before bowing out against UC Riverside, the eventual Big West champs. So, the situation looked good.

As I jogged over to my seat, I saw the roar of the crowd, the people chanting "Superfan! Superfan!" over and over. I nodded, took my seat, and watched the drama unfold...while standing up.

Cal Poly proved to be a bit pesky, leading by 5 at the break. I'm chewing bubble gum as I go along with this post. (Inside joke: bubble...bubble bursting.) I then asked the players to realize why they are here, and what they should do.

Eventually, the guys: Aaron Nixon, Kejuan Johnson and the gang, they all would take over in the second half. We would win, 94-83, and the whole student section fell over in a dog pile before celebrating mosh pit style.

I wonder how far we will go. The journey to get here was an accomplishment in itself. Can they go farther? I leave it to the players to decide that.