By Samiya Bashir
if this is a game then we have made it, unknowing,
to the final four. unlikely underdogs. spectators turned
to suspect sport. anti-athletes. out of shape beyond reason.
at season’s height we fight for a limited audience. few dancers.
fewer cheers. down by 30 and our coach m.i.a. we, foolish, dribble.
each bounce-back brings a stranger. can’t call us for traveling because
we ain’t going nowhere. instead, we trade terrified looks. search
for the pass but no one stays open for long. even if we knew what to do
to pull this through we’ve got two other teams waiting, impatient, to take us out.
My Friday morning was fairly quiet, just getting things done. In the afternoon, apart from being summoned to a Lugia raid, I worked on house stuff and fixed a bracelet with a loose charm. We had dinner with my parents and watched this week's Blindspot (pretty good) and Agents of SHIELD (not bad though not as good as the best of this season).
Now we're watching the crazy UMBC-UVA basketball game. I'd been fine with the idea of Virginia winning the big dance, but I am very excited to see a Maryland school, and a 16th seed, about to knock the top seed out of the tournament for the first time in history! Meanwhile, here are some photos from the VMFA's Terracotta Army exhibit earlier this year: