Silsbee 104 Bridge City 55/FINAL

[JimThorpe]

It was fun watching the BC student section.  They were a hoot.  The score was a matter of complete indifference to them.  Being behind 20 something to 80 something apparently was not a factor in their thinking.  They went nuts at every tiny little thing that went the Cardinals way.  The ref calling a jump ball was like VJ Day for them.  And there were a couple of times they cheered riotously for nothing at all, nothing at least that I could detect.

The adult 3/4 of the stands was a good deal more cognizant of what was actually happening on the court and a little less exultant about the whole thing.  With them it was more like, "Ouch" and "Yikes" and finally "Oh well'.  Silsbee knows the feeling all too well  and perhaps better remembering the Bellville game.  

If you've been though it there isn't much in this world that's more gratifying than winning a game on the road against a hostile crowd.  Usually though there's some little note of disappointment and maybe even a hint of embarrassment in the enemy camp when the score is so lopsided.  Not so here.  Watching the kid section you'd have thought that BC was 50 points ahead rather than 50 points behind.  No sir, they weren't going to let the fact that their guys were being run out of the gym spoil their fun.  If you could have gotten their attention and said, 'Guys, look at the scoreboard."  I'm sure their reply would have been something like, "Scoreboard?  I don't see any scoreboard.  What's a scoreboard?"  Or perhaps it was just a case of managing expectations.  If so it's one of the most impressive demonstrations of that science I've ever witnessed.

Today I'm sure that it's ancient history for them.  In the words of Ralphie, "In the jungles of kiddom, the mind switches gears rapidly."

[Kountzer]

2 hours ago, JimThorpe said:

It was fun watching the BC student section.  They were a hoot.  The score was a matter of complete indifference to them.  Being behind 20 something to 80 something apparently was not a factor in their thinking.  They went nuts at every tiny little thing that went the Cardinals way.  The ref calling a jump ball was like VJ Day for them.  And there were a couple of times they cheered riotously for nothing at all, nothing at least that I could detect.

The adult 3/4 of the stands was a good deal more cognizant of what was actually happening on the court and a little less exultant about the whole thing.  With them it was more like, "Ouch" and "Yikes" and finally "Oh well'.  Silsbee knows the feeling all too well  and perhaps better remembering the Bellville game.  

If you've been though it there isn't much in this world that's more gratifying than winning a game on the road against a hostile crowd.  Usually though there's some little note of disappointment and maybe even a hint of embarrassment in the enemy camp when the score is so lopsided.  Not so here.  Watching the kid section you'd have thought that BC was 50 points ahead rather than 50 points behind.  No sir, they weren't going to let the fact that their guys were being run out of the gym spoil their fun.  If you could have gotten their attention and said, 'Guys, look at the scoreboard."  I'm sure their reply would have been something like, "Scoreboard?  I don't see any scoreboard.  What's a scoreboard?"  Or perhaps it was just a case of managing expectations.  If so it's one of the most impressive demonstrations of that science I've ever witnessed.

Today I'm sure that it's ancient history for them.  In the words of Ralphie, "In the jungles of kiddom, the mind switches gears rapidly."

I was @ work once, processing driver licenses etc.  This tall skinny kid, maybe 6'2" or so was my next customer.  He was changing his address from Bridge City to somewhere in Houston.  I asked him if he played basketball for Bridge City. He said no.  I was able to get  out of him that he was going to school at UH or Rice majoring in architecture.  I stopped asking questions after that.  Playing B ball is not the cake. If a student works it just right it is at best just the icing on the cake.