As I prepared to preach at Rochester Church yesterday . . . these words were on my mind: "For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again' to the sun; and every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon . . . It may be that he has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we." --G.K. Chesterton

I know I've posted that before . . . but I love this depiction of God.
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I was able to watch the U.S. Men's basketball team defeat Spain (thanks to modern technology). What an incredible game. One has to give credit to Spain for constantly coming back just when it looked like the game was over. If not for some guy who speaks fluent Italian (Kobe), Spain might have the gold instead. That was a fantastic game to watch. I still think this team is a notch down from the original Dream Team of 1992.

Rock-Chalk Jayhawk

I've blogged about my battle with worshipping basketball. So, this is not a new subject.

I've been a Kansas Jayhawk fan almost as long as I've been a Piston fan. I grew up in Wichita, Kansas from 1981-87. When you live in Kansas, no disrespect, but you don't have a lot to root for. Yes, you have the Royals and the Chiefs.

The one thing you can truly boast in . . . the Jayhawks.

1. James Naismith, the inventor of hoops, coached at Kansas. BTW--he's the only coach in KU history to have a losing record.

2. Dean Smith played at KU.

3. Wilt Chamberlain played at KU.

4. KU is in the top three for all-time NCAA wins.

5. Rock-Chalk Jayhawk. The greatest chant in all of sports.

We'll see how Kansas matches up with the speed and athleticism of Memphis. I think Kansas will pull it out in the final two minutes of the game: 74-69. Then again, I've picked them every year since 1989.

NCAA Tourney

The three weeks that comprise the NCAA Hoops Tourney is superior to almost any other sport (save the NBA Finals).

I heard this on ESPN last night. Of the 3.1 million brackets submitted, only 12 predicted the current Sweet 16.

That's crazy. Actually, that's madness. That's why this time of year has become a cultural phenomenon.