The second day of the tournament did not go as planned. It was fun, but I got big time razzed from my own mental game. There's always Full Metal Basket next week; hopefully, I won't have a full metal breakdown, lol. (Toungue hanging out eyes rolled back into head.... etc. etc. lol.)
Anyhow, the highlight of the round was having my son being there supporting me. It goes to show me that it is not the outcome of the tournament that matters but how you get there. It will always be a round that I remember for the love that was there.
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