Cats on a hot tin roof

That flu laid me out so I am still getting around to posting some old bits. Like two Fridays ago and the AMAZING show the Davidson Wildcats put on in the Sweet Sixteen.

The only thing that marred the event was the local alumni president who asked for my assistance in organizing the event; assistance I readily gave. Unfortunately, this guy is beyond bipolar and turned "getting together to watch a game" into a nightmare of insanity and hostile e-mails and alternating "you're so nice, please help me" and insane rants and outright attacks. I really felt that, as another human being and a Davidson graduate, I should try to do what I can to see that he gets the mental help he needs.

But all of the other voices, some of them mental health care professionals, said to me "don't engage." At first it took some soul searching for me to decide what to do. I am over-extended in time and energy as it is, and I just do not have the resources to become his lifeline or caregiver. I had to ask myself cold questions about "what is my responsibility for this person?" Is it even my place to try to help him out? He seems to be at that level of crazy. But honestly, he sort of made my decision for me by being such a prick. I know that's part of his problem, but I had to accept the advice given me: his being crazy is not my problem. He doesn't want my help anyway and the situation has the potential to really screw up my life as well.

So I disengaged.

The entire experience, however, has left me vexed.

But other than that, the Davidson Wildcats freaking ROCKED Detroit! And watching the game with other alumni was so much fun.

fun kids who stalked me via this site

Me and another Wilson

RMJ joined to cheer on the Wildcats too.
(You know how RMJ loves athletic supporters.)

Davidson made it to the Elite Eight, and basically it came down to one shot in the last second. We only lost by two points, and we were never expected to get this far, or do so very well. For a couple of weeks there, Davidson was the darling Cinderella story of the sports media. So much fun.

One development really showed the world how different Davidson is: The Trustees, not wanting any student who wanted to cheer for their school to be left out, offered to pay for any student who wanted to to go to Detroit, would provide them with tickets, and put them up in hotels, all out of their personal pockets.

Read the ESPN story here. And listen to the NPR coverage here.