frustration.

Our women's team lost in double OT last night to Oral Roberts. It was frustrating on so many levels that I can't even begin to explain it. Somwhere around halftime, it seemed like the wheels fell off. I completely bit it during a promotion at halftime. It was pretty bad. And then I cued up the wrong music for the dance team in the second half. Yeah, that went over well. As in radio, dead air during a promotion and such is deadly.

The funniest part was the look Ed, the assistant SID, gave me after the halftime debacle. I don't know how to explain it. His face was a combination of disgust, laughter, disbelief and wonderment. It was like he was saying, "what the HELL happened to you?!?!?!"

I still have no answer to that. I think I've been mailing it in the past couple games. I got away with it once, but not last night.

The game itself . . . I can't even begin to talk about it. I really can't.