Pop Quiz: What's my favorite letter?

...think about it...think about it.

While you cogitate on that, let me update you on this past weekend.

Numero Uno: Congratulations to the 'Herst boys on another successful season. Truth be told, only two teams that make the tournament can end on a win and only one of them is happy. I know the season didn't end as you would have hoped but you still have a lot of things of which to be proud. Special Congratulations to the '09's for being the third winningest class in the Amherst history. Even special-er congratulations to Brian Baskauskas for making the 1st-Team all 'CAC .

T.I. (Terras Irradient)

Zwei: We had a game on Saturday. We won by about 20. I was pretty bad. I think the highlight of my badness was missing a jumper that barely skimmed the backboard, getting the offensive rebound, passing it out, getting it back at the high post, hearing "SHOOOT" from my coach (who obviously thought I shot an airball), and pulling a 360 degree-in-the-air-jumpshot. The best part was that the shot just lipped out- story of the first half. The second half was better, I decided that since I wasn't really getting quality jumpshot looks against their zone, I would try dunk everything I could. That method worked decently. I got a few trips to the line out of it along with a pretty ugly posterization of a defender who tried to block my dunk. Ultimately, I was able to crawl into the double digit point plateau (11 points). I was a little embarrassed about my personal performance, but I was happy that we won (what's my favorite letter again?) and that some younger guys played the best they had played all year.

Three: We thought we would have a tougher game on Sunday, but that turned out to be false. We only scored 86 points, but we had 38 in the first quarter and just under 60 at the half. This team also played a zone, so I decided to stick with the strategy from the previous game. That worked out well. I only ended up with 15 points, but I played much less than usual and 6 of those points were dunks. Never have I ever had more than 2 dunks in a game until yesterday. The "best" part came in the fourth quarter when I got a steal and outran my opponents for a break-away finish. Can you guess what happened? Yes, I flubbed it straight off the back rim. Not that it matters or that anyone cares, but I was trying to figure out which dunk I wanted to do and paid for my indecision. When I told my dad, he responded, "You have to plan ahead for these kinds of things." I think he's right.

Immediately after the game, all of my teammates and the fans chanted for me to do pushups for missing an open dunk. I've never done them in front of a crowd before, that was an experience. C'est le vie.

The one thing I did well in both games was rebound. I think had 40 rebounds this weekend. That's another first.

Could you think of my favorite letter?

Tschuss, Adios, Ciao, Bye, Aloha, and Fair thee well.