You haven't really lived until you've cheered the goal count: "Ready! One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight...nine...ten! We want mooooooore goals! Sieve! Sieve! Sieve! Sieve! Sieve! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" During the second period it looked like Webb baseball out there, with pucks finding twine roughly every 3 minutes.
It snowed overnight and today the campus is bright and shiny outside my window as I work on team projects hither and yon. Incredibly there is already a nearing-the-end-of-semester push which just feels weird to somebody who is used to getting out of college in late June. The good news, though, is that MFG583 team meetings have been fruitful and Team B decided how many ships to use.
Saturday, March 12, 2005