I'm pretty sure I've never been that happy in my entire life about anything. Good for them.
I Feel bad for the poor saps like you.
Me?
I'm set.
Banked in a 3 from 32ft out with no time remaining to beat our archrival (Mudcats) for the 7th grade GABL Super B(Above Regular "B" but below the "A") league championship.
It had everything. Running around aimlessy like Jimmy V. Tackled by teammates then dogpiled. Telling my mom "I'm going to disneyworld".
Just a fantastic time.
I'm a better person for it.
I had a game winner in the Raleigh B league playoffs a couple of years ago. I ran down the side of the court and pulled my jersey off Brandy Chastaine (sp?) style. I got mobbed. It was glorious. Even the team playing right after us came over and double high fived the crap out of us.
Biggest difference was that somebody else shot the 40 footer. I caught the airball at the bottom of the key and did a catch and tip buzzer beater.
