The ever-growing day by day postponement of area basketball tournaments has me in a funk. While all school-age children rejoice at the call that comes or the running of Aurora R-VIII at the bottom of the television screen declaring another snow day, adults cringe and shake their heads.

But when your livelihood comes from said sporting events, it causes one to do more than simply shake his head. It seems I'm starting to consider shaking other things, as well. The empty nest is now over-crowded with unwelcome guests like boredom, frigid conditions, a lack of milk and bread and, most importantly, no Houn' Dawg basketball to write about. Each day brings new hope and anticipation, only to be doused with another day of postponements and cancellations!

Come visit me in February and March and my attitude may still be the same, but at least it will be from too much basketball, if that's even possible. That is, unless we have another late winter blast. Oh what I would give to hear the screeching of sneakers on a gym floor right about now.....