I say this because July 4th weekend SO wasn’t our usual “playing” weekend. Gosh. Maybe it was the heat, or lack of sufficient hydration. It was SOMETHING, I will tell you that. Seriously? Our beloved boys were simply “gone fishin” every game (although I can’t imagine fish outside of an air-conditioned aquarium actually surviving Arizona’s summer heat long enough to bite bait without being boiled alive in the sun-scorched lakes). Every mistake or fumble that should not have happened to CAVS 12U; did. Sure, CAVS 12U had their usual “shining moments” with lay-ups, “and one’s”, three-pointers and runners, but for the most part, da boyz were literally “OFF” all weekend; period. Yet, amazingly, even with their skills at “half-mast”, they STILL managed to score the championship with teams who were most definitely gunning for the championship title.
"Who are we? NEV!!! What do we have?!! Heart!!! Let’s gooooooo!!!!!!”
It was quite thunderous. Yep. All this occurred while CAVS 12U issued their usual mid-volume, half-mumbled team salute (which, I still don’t really know what it is they say exactly….1-2-3-CAVS play hard…1-2-3? Your guess is better than mine. I haven’t the foggiest clue) and headed to the middle of the floor for tip-off. Chanting obviously isn’t our strong suit.
At 5:00pm, it was back to Tempe High to play AZ Kaos.
Sunday, at 3:00 (when the sun was burning us at its full potential) CAVS 12U played JD Elite and defeated them 47-25.
Kids + early morning = 50% probable chance of disaster.