One Down, One To Go...

I am about as exhausted as I've ever been. My cold and sore throat are much worse now than they were this morning. A couple of times during the broadcast tonight, I hacked and wheezed on the air... yikes. We won however and that always serves as a nice balm for what ails... We spanked the boys from Davenport 8-0... So I had to be really excited. If we beat them tomorrow again, we'll have home ice advantage next weekend to start the playoffs. If we finish third, we'll open at home against Cleveland. If we finish fourth, we'll open with Peoria at home. Now if Cleveland loses to Columbus tomorrow (highly doubtful), then we would play Michigan... Oh I know you could care less about this stuff. For me, I'm just happy that we will most likely open at home. Otherwise, it's a five thousand dollar weekend next weekend somewhere else. But let's hope for a repeat of tonight, tomorrow afternoon. My mind is swimming right now, thinking about a wide variety of things. I've been up and down the emotional rollercoaster and as I sit here by myself, my thoughts are not about my situation. I have the faith to believe that I'll be okay... I'm more concerned about others. I'm too tired to think right now so I'm going to go fall asleep. Only to wake up in the middle of the night I'm sure... making me groggy as I will make the attempt to go to Church in the morning. I have to go to Church and pray for a few friends and a Cherokee victory...