Day One Thoughts from Wintery Kearney, Nebraska
By John Scognamiglio
In preparing for my first ever trip to a national sports tournament, I spent Tuesday night doing laundry and getting packed. I arrived at Pershing Arena around quarter after seven in the morning and did my daily Sudoku, which will have to wait until I get home to hopefully get Thursday and Friday's editions. The drive to Kearney, Nebraska was very short for me and a few of my car-mates. I slept a good majority of the way down, along with Conor and Adam, waking up only once to get my customary liter of Coca-Cola and waking up for lunch outside of Lincoln. Lunch was eaten in a truckstop diner, yet another first for me in my life.
When we arrived to the luxurious Ramada Inn of Kearney, Conor, Tyler and myself got ready to go the first press conference of the tourney. We arrived in the middle of Concordia's press conference and stayed through till the end, hearing Truman State and Nebraska-Kearney's conferences. I spent most of the press conference writing down thoughts that I would later read on Conor's blog entry.
After the press conference, while Conor, Adam and Tyler traipsed through the snow across the way to Subway, I entered myself in the Texas Hold Em tournament that was held at the Ramada Inn. After surviving several close calls, I found myself at my own Elite Eight in the final table. After a debilitating first hand loss in which I dealt myself what would be the winning flush on the turn, my hopes of winning were dashed when my opponent sent me down the river with a full house. I played solidly from there on out and ended in third place out of 45 plus entrants. During the tourney, the other players quickly gathered that I was here for the volleyball and I told them that I was a student reporter covering Truman State. They didn't treat me with ribbing, as they are hardened Loper fans and I am an ardent Bulldog fanatic. They respected me and told me that this evening would be nothing like I have ever experienced in watching volleyball. Thus, should the Bulldogs lose, the kind-heartedness of the Kearney townsfolk have caused me to root for them second, behind the Bulldogs.
In preparing for my first ever trip to a national sports tournament, I spent Tuesday night doing laundry and getting packed. I arrived at Pershing Arena around quarter after seven in the morning and did my daily Sudoku, which will have to wait until I get home to hopefully get Thursday and Friday's editions. The drive to Kearney, Nebraska was very short for me and a few of my car-mates. I slept a good majority of the way down, along with Conor and Adam, waking up only once to get my customary liter of Coca-Cola and waking up for lunch outside of Lincoln. Lunch was eaten in a truckstop diner, yet another first for me in my life.
When we arrived to the luxurious Ramada Inn of Kearney, Conor, Tyler and myself got ready to go the first press conference of the tourney. We arrived in the middle of Concordia's press conference and stayed through till the end, hearing Truman State and Nebraska-Kearney's conferences. I spent most of the press conference writing down thoughts that I would later read on Conor's blog entry.
After the press conference, while Conor, Adam and Tyler traipsed through the snow across the way to Subway, I entered myself in the Texas Hold Em tournament that was held at the Ramada Inn. After surviving several close calls, I found myself at my own Elite Eight in the final table. After a debilitating first hand loss in which I dealt myself what would be the winning flush on the turn, my hopes of winning were dashed when my opponent sent me down the river with a full house. I played solidly from there on out and ended in third place out of 45 plus entrants. During the tourney, the other players quickly gathered that I was here for the volleyball and I told them that I was a student reporter covering Truman State. They didn't treat me with ribbing, as they are hardened Loper fans and I am an ardent Bulldog fanatic. They respected me and told me that this evening would be nothing like I have ever experienced in watching volleyball. Thus, should the Bulldogs lose, the kind-heartedness of the Kearney townsfolk have caused me to root for them second, behind the Bulldogs.
posted by Anonymous at Thursday, December 01, 2005
2 Comments:
Gentlemen, may you stay cozy in Kearney, and hopefully stay cozy until the Saturday night all Kirksville rejoices in the voctory ahead. Yes, I'm getting way ahead of myself.
Meanwhile, I will now place the XML feed of your blog (it's atom.xml, by the way - might want to consider adding a button to it) on my My Yahoo! Splash page. Hopefully College Publisher will follow suit and allow stories to be listed in XML format.
So apparently it's not an actual RSS feed. Darn, sop much for catching your latest posts from a remore site. Time to inflate the hit counter...
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