While my mission playing in the alumni basketball game today at MHS was to not land in the hospital (mission accomplished), I didn't realize I would be the lone Redskin of the bunch. A little background is needed for that statement. Playing time at the alumni game is assigned based on graduate year; oldest goes first. Kind of like the Masters golf tournament when Arnold Palmer and Sam Snead would trot out there first and the youngsters would say, "who is that?" Well, today I was the one trotting out first as nobody was older than the class of '85. Heck, most of my teammates today weren't even born when I was getting chewed out by Coach Palmer back in the day.
Then it hit me. Milford changed their name from Redskins to Mavericks in the early 2000's. I was a lone Redskin in a sea of Mavericks. Bummer for them.
A fun time it was though. The alumni side even threw down a few dunks. I didn't score but thankfully my shots hit iron at least.
Trail Head
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| that is me in the red ready to foul someone |
