I hesitate to add anything to these photos that Rick took. I think he did an awesome job capturing the spirit and emotion of the night. The arena was filled with current spuds, former spuds, future spuds, parents of spuds, teachers of spuds, a community of spuds, united by, a team of spuds. We arrived back in town at 11:30 pm with only one near miss of a deer wanting to run in front of us on the road. Not even a deer could deter us from our mission on this night. We stumbled to bed at 2:30 am after trying to get all the photos and media ready for viewing today. We're short on sleep, high on excitement and hope for the tournament next week.
You may all be sick of how much you will be hearing about his in the days to come. I for one can't get enough. We've simply been denied too many times. The state tournament is a little David and Goliath-like. We are David, in this tournament. Smiling, happy, Davids.