It was horrible. The wind picked up. It had to be like 10 degrees.

He picked a great time to get hot.

Yesterday, was beautiful. Fifteen degrees and sunny, not an ounce of wind.

And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.

We had stages where we picked up the pace of our play. But we've got too many things going against us, and our margin of error is too thin to have to play the game that way. We need to be on point with everything we do, on every single possession, especially in this league.

Now these are probably going to get out of alignment, kind of catawampus. Approach it at 90 degrees. Old man isn't going to go out there and straighten it for you. Sorry, kiddies. You're going to have to change your path of travel.