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"When people show you who they are, believe them"
-Dr. Maya Angelou

March 22

Happy March Madness!!!!!

All businesses should just declare NCAA tourney a national holiday. Calling off, eating wings, sipping on a corona(or beer if that's what you like), hanging out with basketball enthusiasts, and watching the most competitive sensational basketball I've ever witnessed, are some of the best parts about watching basketball in March, what other sporting event rivals the intensity of March Madness????...I long for this, and ONE day this WILL be my life. But for now, I will stay up until the crack of dawn, hook up my sling box, attempt to watch multiple games at once, and enjoy the madness in the comfort of my own bed. What I love about watching the Men's NCAA tourney is the unpredictability. Sure everyone has Kentucky as the favorite but if truth be told, NOONE believes without a doubt that Kentucky is the only team that can win it. Why??? Because there is soooo much parity in the men's game. When it comes to tourney time it doesn't matter what team steps on the court, the games will be competitive, the games will be fun and exciting, you should expect, good basketball play, UPSETS, buzzer beaters, overtime, and sometimes DOUBLE OVERTIME. You can just tell the basketball is different in March, for instance pay attention to how the refs call the game during the tourney time as opposed to any other time, they let the guys play, they let the guys, both offensively and defensively, make plays to win the game. That is what it's all about in March, if you've played with all your heart, gave it your best shot, and left it all out on the court, you learn to live with the results. Probably the most talked about and watched basketball the whole year. WHAT IS THERE NOT TO LIKE ABOUT NCAA TIME??????I'll tell you(and I'm sure I'm going to ruffle a few feathers on this). The LACK OF parity on the WOMEN'S side of the game. Let me say this, I love women's basketball, PERIOD. I don't always enjoy watching women's basketball during NCAA tourney time, mainly because the games aren't as competitive. Now, I'm NOT saying that the girls don't compete just as hard, or that their is a lack of talent, or that there won't be lower seeds that beat higher seeds, no, I'm saying that there is a superiority within the teams that are playing. It doesn't matter what the seedings are, when you look at women's basketball, you know the programs that are good, better, and the best. For instance, take the first round of the tourney, how many games were decided by 3pts or less, how many upsets happened, how many buzzer beaters or overtimes did we witness. As fans, in order to get that March Madness high, on the women's side, we typically need to wait until the elite eight or final four. What we do see are amazingly talented players put on ridiculous individual shows and teams that compete hard, but just don't have as much talent to match up to their peers. As a fan of women's basketball, I want to see these games become more interesting, more competitive, more exciting from the beginning until the end of the tourney. I'm in no way diminishing anything that these young ladies have accomplished in their careers. I've been in their exact position before, and being able to experience the NCAA tourney for 4 times in my college career was a privilege. So I understand that just making the tourney is a big deal for some programs, but for some teams, not making the tourney is not an option. This kind of competitive demeanor within all of our programs is what we need to stress in order for our NCAA tourney to start living up to it's MARCH MADNESS TITLE!I really don't have the answers, I'm really just rambling on, BUT i'm a competitive fan who wants to witness the March Madness experience from beginning to end rather than in Jan. already mentally handing UCONN the title. I'm hoping there's a team that proves me wrong.  function resizeIframe(obj) { { obj.style.height = 0; }; { obj.style.height = (obj.contentWindow.document.body.scrollHeight + 10) + 'px'; } }
March 18

Marching in March

Here we go again, it's about that time, where the basketball world goes crazy. It's about that time when the only thing that matters is winning and advancing. The beautiful thing about sports is that it has a way of bridging gaps, it has a way of hiding fear, it also has a way of turning tragedy into a beautiful story of how guts, will and perseverance can prevail. So, in my first series of blogs about the madness of March, I take you to a Division II basketball program, located about forty miles outside of Pittsburgh, PA(my home town). The Lady Vulcans, will be headed to Sioux Falls, SD for a trip to the Elite Eight, but this year is different, it's special and bittersweet at the same time. In the middle of the night the head coach receives a phone call that is unfathomable, one of her players has just passed away. Not only that, there were other players present, in fact they are the ones who called it in. The devastation, the fear, the sadness that these players must have been going through at that time is unreal for anyone to deal with, let alone, some teenage basketball players. These players were allowed to grieve for less than a week, before facing one of their toughest section rivals, a game where they took a beaten. These same players bravely attended their teammates funeral service, can you imagine, most teams would have folded in, maybe even finished the season, but like I said basketball has a way of bridging gaps, showing how to persevere.Fast forward to NOW, MARCH MADNESS. This same team who was broken and distraught a few months ago has taken the memory of their teammate and what happened and allowed it to spurn them on to an incredible tourney run. They went on to be 2nd in their division, and then went on to win their division tourney. Such an amazing run for a team that's faced so much adversity. Most recently they beat a very good Bloomsburg team in overtime to advance to the Elite Eight(i actually don't know how long it's been since they've been there, but that's not the point, the point is their fight, their determination, their will to win for something bigger than themselves). The head coach must be special as well, to empathize with their pain, to have been a sounding board, a shoulder to cry on, while still getting them prepared and focused enough to perform at the highest level. TYes, the month of March breeds greatness, it epitomizes the spirit of sports, it's what, as fans, we love. But I must say as much as I love what March symbolizes, I LOVE more that the Cal U of PA, women's basketball team, has taken the term March Madness by storm, by standing tall, playing with purpose, facing adversity head on and Marching in March!Kudos Lady Vulcans!  Lady Vulcans! function resizeIframe(obj) { { obj.style.height = 0; }; { obj.style.height = (obj.contentWindow.document.body.scrollHeight + 10) + 'px'; } }
February 2

GoodBye Yesterday, Hello......

Dear Seattle, As I sit here and try to convey what’s running through my mind, I have no idea where to begin. I’m filled with sadness, disbelief, happiness, and many other emotions as well. The LOVE I feel for you, the city, the fans, the organization is indescribable. I was a 21 year old kid when I first stepped onto the scene. A bright eyed, unassuming, knowing absolutely nothing, kid, sometimes I still can’t believe it. I’ve spent ALL of my twenties with you. I’ve learned some pretty good lessons on the account of you, I’ve learned what it means to be a rookie, how to mature out of that rookie stage, I’ve learned how to grow tough skin (all you at first haters, I’ve seemed to have won some of you over though ;-)), I’ve learned how to be a professional in this sport, you’ve shown me what it meant to support a team through the good, the bad, AND the ugly. All these lessons have shaped me and made me into the person that proudly suited up and walked on that Key Arena floor every night for the past ten years and I couldn’t have asked for a better partner to share my journey. That’s why it’s so hard for me to announce that after ten amazing years of wearing a Storm Jersey that this year I will not be returning to the Seattle Storm. To the fans…I am forever grateful for your support over the years, for allowing me to grow up right before your eyes, for not running me out of town those first 3 years and for teaching me how to have thick skin, it set the stage for my entire career, because of that I grew in all areas, I got better, my game got better(practice guys helped me with this as well…LOL! Shout out to the practice guys) and as a result I was able to contribute to the Storm’s success in ways I could have only dreamt of. Your support of every team, every year was different, be that as it may, you were loud, you were crazy, and you ALWAYS SHOWED UP, I am proud to have played for all of you on a nightly basis. I leave you with memories that will never be forgotten. THANK YOU!!!!  To the owners/organization/coaches…..I just want to say THANK YOU! I never took the opportunity of playing for The Storm for granted, each year was different, but each year was special. You’ve always been people who cared about your players on and off the court and made our quality of life as easy as possible in order for us to do our jobs. I am appreciative to you all for allowing me to be part of such an exceptional organization and for being able to call Seattle my home for the past ten years, I can say it until I’m blue in the face, you guys are top notch and do things the right way, again I say, THANK YOU! #ClassActs Slideshow: Memory Lane window.addEventListener('message', function(e) { if (e.data === "slideshowShow1741724") { $(".slideshowShow1741724").css('opacity',0).show().animate({opacity:1},500); console.log("I want to show 1741724"); } if (e.data === "slideshowHide1741724") { $(".slideshowShow1741724").animate({opacity:0},500,function() {$(".slideshowShow1741724").hide();}); console.log("I want to Close 1741724"); } }); $(function(){ $(document).keyup(function(e) { if (e.keyCode == 27) { console.log("Escape1"); $(".slideshowShow1741724").animate({opacity:0},500,function() {$(".slideshowShow1741724").hide();}); } }); }); To my teammates…..Where do I even begin?????? You guys are the biggest reason why my time in Seattle has been so enjoyable. The bonds that I’ve been able to build over the years have been nothing short of amazing, from Chelle(Alicia Thompson) and JB taking me under their wings as a rookie, to me doing the same to BT, to me sharing an apt with AB rookie year(who does that????), to Lauren and I strongly disliking one another at first, thinking one another was weird, to growing to LOVE one another, To Shyra getting on my LAST nerve, To ARob(my boo, my DL GF) breaking me out of my shell, listening to me sing “I’m in Love with a Stripper” and us creating our get rich money song…. Playing with GREATS, Swoopes, Yo, TINA (freaking) Thompson, to gaining life long sisters, shopping buddies, AND venting ears ☺ in Camille and Swin, to watching Coe and her pregame dances and having the best freaking running mate anyone could ever ask for in Birdy….. and being able to win a championship with some AMAZING ass women, to finally being the vet and really investing in the younger ones AC, Strick, and cool as the other side of the pillow, Noey……I could go on and on…..it really gets no better than those relationships we were able to form, those experiences that we were able to create, I know I can’t name you all but just know that you played a major role in my life in Seattle and I am forever grateful for each of you. Knowing you guys has been my greatest accomplishment in a Seattle uniform, thank you for that blessing. Slideshow: #FLAWLESS window.addEventListener('message', function(e) { if (e.data === "slideshowShow1742011") { $(".slideshowShow1742011").css('opacity',0).show().animate({opacity:1},500); console.log("I want to show 1742011"); } if (e.data === "slideshowHide1742011") { $(".slideshowShow1742011").animate({opacity:0},500,function() {$(".slideshowShow1742011").hide();}); console.log("I want to Close 1742011"); } }); $(function(){ $(document).keyup(function(e) { if (e.keyCode == 27) { console.log("Escape1"); $(".slideshowShow1742011").animate({opacity:0},500,function() {$(".slideshowShow1742011").hide();}); } }); }); I’m writing all of this to say that although my experiences in Seattle have been extraordinary, there comes a point in your life when it’s time to move on, to let go of what you’ve always known, to let go of fear, embrace change and walk in God’s purpose. This is scary because I don’t like change but it’s been made very clear to me everything God called me to do and everything he called me to be in Seattle has been fulfilled, I’m thankful that he’s allowed me to have a small impact on such a rich program and so many other women. I wish Seattle ALL the best as they embark on a new journey of building their team back to prominence, to the place where the city and the fans, deserve, to the place where other organizations have been accustomed to competing against all these years.Lastly, to my FAMILY and FRIENDS, your love and support over the past ten years has meant the world to me and it never went without notice. Being all the way across the country has most definitely presented its challenges, but you have been outstanding. You have showed up whenever you could, you have cheered your butts off, phone calls/text, meeting me on the road, surprise visits, anything and everything you could do to make sure I knew that your support was there. Not sure how I could repay you, but what I can do is show my appreciation with my actions. Ya'll already know I’m a die hard Knick Fan(yes even in their current state, I may still have my John Starks jersey, that’s how official I am). Being from NY, it’s every kid’s dream to play in Madison Square Garden. So, family and friends, here's my THANK YOU.......MEET ME IN THE GARDEN, because as of today I’m officially a NEW YORK LIBERTY. I’m coming HOME!!!!!!!! #BKSTANDUP #NEWYORKNEWYORK #CITYOFDREAMS function resizeIframe(obj) { { obj.style.height = 0; }; { obj.style.height = (obj.contentWindow.document.body.scrollHeight + 10) + 'px'; } }