When I was in third grade, we lived in Silverton, Oregon, a Norman Rockwell little town in Oregon. The town had about 4,000 people. My family and I, and seemingly the rest of the 4,000 residents, all went to the high school football, wrestling and basketball games. The football team was OK, the wrestling team was great (high school wrestling was big in Oregon), and the basketball team was awful. However, one of my favorite memories is the night that the basketball team, which was 0 - 16 at the time, finally won a game. I still remember the opponent (Sandy), the score (48 -46), and the winning shot (a jumper from the free throw line by a kid with glasses).
Putting the 2015-16 NBA season to bed
