Over the past couple of months I have really settled into my routine. Classes, coaching, and practice sessions all occur during the same time every week, so getting into a routine occurred pretty organically. There is one part of my weekly routine that has been something to look forward to every week, and unfortunately will be coming to an end soon. I am talking about watching my alma mater, Randolph-Macon College (RMC), play every Wednesday night and Saturday afternoon.
Last year I was the only senior on my RMC basketball team, meaning that all of my best friends had at least one more year to play. I have been so emotionally invested in the team this year that almost all of my Irish teammates have seen multiple games of theirs and have become interested in the team themselves. We have developed a little tradition of going back to my apartment after our home games to watch RMC’s Saturday game. The one time a 5 hour tie difference has come in handy.
While these games might seem trivial to a lot of my teammates, I think it has been a great opportunity to combine my life last year, with my current life in Waterford. I have given out RMC gear to the youth of Waterford(they like the ‘bumble-bee’ on all the clothing,even though we were the yellow jackets), sent around links to my entire club so they can watch the games, and even pulled up some of their film to watch and learn from with my own teammates. It has been a real pleasure to follow and share the success of my alma mater with my new friends in a completely new country. It is funny to think that a year from now I will back in the States, watching my current team play their games from across the pond. Perfect example of how basketball really is a great unifier. I am blessed to have had such great teammates, coaches, and support networks, both back in the States and here in Waterford.
