Just when you are convinced the world is a cold and heartless place, something comes along to convince you otherwise.
I was having a bad weekend – really bad.
The schedule itself had me in a sour mood. I left Wednesday afternoon for Champaign and spent the night with my cousin, before going to Assembly Hall to cover the Hornets play their semi-final match against Tuscola.
To begin with, the IHSA had not gotten my email, so there were no credentials waiting for me at Assembly Hall. But fortunately, I’ve had so many dealings with Matt Troha of the IHSA, the issue was quickly fixed and...