We're just happy that we are going on. It was just a matter of survival at the end.

We knew coming in (Wauneta-Palisade) was a good ball club. It could have gone either way.

He can only play one way and that's all out. He goes 100 percent all the time. I told him four or five times to back off a bit, but that's not his way of playing.

Anthony has played his best the past two ball games. He's really come along.

Sauve qui peut. To survive
we’d all turn thief

and rascal, or so says the fox,
with her coat of an elegant scoundrel,
her white knife of a smile,
who knows just where she’s going:

to steal something
that doesn’t belong to her -
some chicken, or one more chance,
or other life.

My haters claim I'm not a survivalist, but so far I've survived them and their nonsense so who says I can't survive anything else?