So Then He Said, "Mother (BLEEP), Do You Think You're Tough?"

Last night was an awesome night of basketball. Our girls team, the fourth seeded Prairie Home Lady Panthers, upset the number one seed, the Glasgow Lady Yellowjackets. It was an awesome game that could have gone either way.

Glasgow has a good post player. She's big, she has good hands, and she finishes really well. They also play good team defense. They're a well coached bunch.

They had us down 10 somewhere in the middle of the third quarter. Our leading scorer was having a tough night, mostly because the girl from Glasgow was playing great defense on her. Things didn't look good for us.

Then something crazy happened. We had a freshman step up and make a lot of shots. That gave us some lift. Then we hit a barrage of threes, one from about 25 feet. We went from down 10 to having a 5 point lead with less than a minute to go.

Glasgow didn't quit. They hit a big three. They fought hard. We made all of our free throws down the stretch. It's one of those upset wins that just happen this time of year.

So this is when a JWT moment happened. We were standing in the lobby. Our fans are happy. Glasgow, understandably, is disappointed about the loss. Fans were mingling. People were talking.

Then one of our fans, who has a hearing device, said something to me about somebody screaming in her ear during the game. She wasn't being belligerent. She was just talking to me.

That's right when a lady from Glasgow loudly said to her "YOU COULD HAVE GOT UP AND MOVED." I politely said, "ma'am, she wasn't talking to you." Our fans walked away. Problem avoided.

So a few minutes later, an older gentleman (64 years old to be exact, you'll see) approached me. He said something about don't talk to my wife like that again. I said okay. No big deal. But he wasn't done.

He got real close and said "don't yell at my wife." I told him I didn't yell. Then he said "mother -----, do you want to get your --- whipped by a 64 year old man with one arm?"

See, I told you he was 64. And I forgot to mention the one arm part. He had one arm in a sling, or was it a harness? It's hard to be sure.

So he proceeded to tell me how he would whip me, then he said asked "mother ----, do you think you're tough?" I told him I thought so. I might have said probably. Can't remember.

Then he said how good our team was. I said "thank you, sir." Then he told me he hoped we won all of our games and went all the way. I thanked him again.

And here is the moral of the story. He looked at me, patted me on the chest, and said, "NOBODY LIKES TO LOSE, DO THEY?"

I smiled at him and said, "no sir, they sure don't."

So to recap: we won, I didn't get beat up by a 64 year old one armed man, and I made a new friend from Glasgow.

The old man gets it. Losing is never fun. So get out there and JUST WIN TODAY.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THAT LOL. #JWT