Tonight I was able to experience the rush of a great win again. It seems to come par for the course being a student at UA.
One of my great friends in Tuscaloosa, Kelvin Williams, helped his team earn the championship title of intramural basketball. It was a great game. The players were very physical and vocal which made it even more fun for our fan section. Most of the fans were there for Da Champs...Kelvin had his own section of about 15.
The majority of the game was pretty standard. Two points here, three points there. Throw in a few fouls and some testosterone induced temper tantrums and there you have it. When the last few minutes of the second half ticked down, though, it was just a three point game with Da Champs in the lead. The crimson clad players gave their all and maintained their lead--Kelvin got in some last minute free throws and helped to maintain the lead. Then, the black team was fouled and received two free throws. At this point, our entire section was standing. One look and slight gesture from Kelvin resulted in a massive eruption of screaming. The player missed the shots. **I knew our loud skills would be useful one day.
Da Champs were then in possession of the ball and let the clock wind down to zero. All of our 'little white girls' ran to give Kelvin a congratulatory group hug. It was a great moment for all of us. We were all so proud of 'our' Kelvin. He's always there for us. In him we have a shoulder to cry on, hands to help carry bags to our cars, height to reach the top cabinets, and a heart that loves us and our craziness. He's a great guy and we loved seeing him have his shining moment.
We may look odd walking down the street; it's not every day you see one tall black guy with 10 white girls. But what's really unique is what we have that you can't see. It's a bond not many people experience. I love my Tuscaloosa brothers and sisters. We may be a strange group, but it's that one-of-a-kindness that I love so much.
I can only end this with a Roll Tide. :)






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