Basketball Widow

I'm a Tarheel Bred, But I Have to Be Careful

March 12, 2007 9:39 PM | 0 Comments

While at Children's Regional Hospital and Medical Center in Seattle with my 12-year-old daughter Kit, I met lots of nurses. Today, I became aquainted with 64-year-old Alice, who is a no-nonsense, clinical caregiver. In an effort to lighten things up, so that she would forget about the fact that my daughter had not passed the stool test, I tried to initiate a little light-hearted chitchat. During the course of the conversation, I discovered that Alice's two sons both graduated from Duke University. I told her that I graduated from Chapel Hill, and the animosity was immediate. She was a BIG basketball fan, loved the Blue Devils, and couldn't believe that I didn't know that Chapel Hill was a first seed. I know what a bad seed is, but the term first seed never did make any sense to me.

Anyway, Alice shared her powers of prognistication with me and told me that Duke would be out very quickly, but that Chapel Hill had a good chance. I tried to appear gleeful at this news, like I was someone who really gave a D---. Mostly, I didn't want Alice to maim my daughter or, even worse, recommend a suppository. Anyway, we'll see if Alice's predictions come true.