Madness Resumes

After 710 days and a lot of self-discipline by all, one of the nation’s best sporting events returned today. While fan attendance is limited in the Indiana bubble, turning on the TV this morning and seeing hoops is a reminder we’re thisclose to a new tomorrow.

In March 2004, I wrote these ’11 Things You Can Learn From The NCAA Tournament’ and thought it appropriate to share them again:

  1. There’s Room For Everyone – Goliath typically wins (UCLA and Kentucky have the most trophies), but every so often David conquers (UNLV, Villanova and Syracuse have claimed titles in the past 20 years). Even if you’re not the biggest, you can still perform the best.
  2. Little Things Count – This year, 21 of 63 games were decided by four points or less. Missed free throws and blown lay-ups are often the difference between victory and defeat. Stay focused on the big picture, but don’t forget to keep a close eye on the details.
  3. Everyone Watches The Coach – Just like a coach’s demeanor affects the attitude of his players, employees pick up on the mindset of their boss. It’s not ‘Do they notice what I’m doing?’ It’s ‘They notice everything I’m doing.”
  4. You Gotta Believe – Twenty times in the past 21 seasons a team seeded 10th or lower advanced to the Sweet 16. No matter how difficult things get or how tremendous the odds appear, remain positive and keep working hard every day.
  5. Experts Are Often Incorrect – Four #1 seeds have never made it to the Final Four. Listening to those supposedly in the know is important, yet remember it’s just someone’s opinion. The real proof is how things play out on the court .
  6. It’s A Team Concept – While St. Joe’s had two outstanding players, its impressive run among the nation’s elite was the result of outstanding team play. Like a coach, your job is to give employees the best chance for success by placing them in roles that capitalize on their strengths and complement one another.
  7. Competition Sneaks Up On You – Stanford entered the tournament with a 29-1 record. Alabama barely made the field with 13 losses. They met in the second round: Alabama 70, Stanford 67. It’s easy to keep an eye on big competitors, but the ones who aren’t on the radar can swoop in unexpectedly and take away your customers.
  8. Give A Second Chance – Seven of the top nine players on Oklahoma State’s Final Four team started their college careers elsewhere. Make sure your employees understand that it’s okay to make mistakes, as long as lessons are learned and shared.
  9. It’s A 40-Minute Game – In the first round against Richmond, Wisconsin trailed by 13 midway through the second half. After scoring on 20 straight possessions, the Badgers won going away. Quick fixes aren’t always the best choices. Stick to your game plan, adjust and remain committed to executing what you do best.
  10. Fans Make A Difference – All those screaming folks with painted faces decked out in their school colors really can affect the outcome of a game. Identify the raving fans among your customers and ask them to sing your praises loud and often.
  11. Celebrate Success – CBS signs off each championship game telecast with a moving video showcasing the tournament’s best highlights. It’s important to take time to “cut down the nets” and give employees their “One Shining Moment.”

Good Samaritan

There are a few essential, ‘big things’ when it comes to nurturing children into adults. Teach them to love. Help them to learn. Keep them safe. Make them self-sufficient. Accomplish those and you’ll glide joyfully into the empty-nester phase of life.

When the ‘Big Freeze’ hit the Austin area earlier than expected two weeks ago, our youngest – a first-year high school English teacher in a nearby district – texted to let us know she was leaving school early and making the typical 20-minute drive to her apartment. This would be her initial experience navigating icy roads.

About 45-minutes later, she texted to say she came upon a single-car accident near her complex and the young driver and his passenger were sitting in her car – masked-up – to have heat in the 25-degree weather. While police eventually arrived, with so many cars on the road as everyone left work early, an ambulance couldn’t get to them.

One of the occupants had a serious injury, so Kirsten took it upon herself to drive them to a hospital. After some treacherous road navigation, she dropped them off, texted us she was heading back to her apartment and eventually made it home, just as darkness set in – more than two-and-a-half hours after departing the school.

Since a parent’s work is never complete – even when all the kids are grown – I admit to having anxious thoughts during all this of ‘hope she doesn’t get Covid’ and ‘two young men in a car with a young woman.’ Yet, everything turned out fine.

My lasting thought? We raised her well.

Helping Hand

It’s amazing how – during the most trying times – the love people typically bury deep in their hearts shines through brightly.

Politics? Head to opposite corners and argue for 18 months why one candidate is a buffoon and the other is the perfect choice to lead us out of this malaise we’ve endured since the last guy took office.

Religion? One side: ‘The Bible is a bunch of made-up stories; why is there no historical evidence… oh, and what about evolution?’ The other: ‘It’s about having faith to believe in something you can’t see and is bigger than the brain can comprehend.’

Sports? “You’re blind, ref.” “Hey, quarterback: you stink.” “You won today’s game, but when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll still be a graduate of [insert university], and that will always suck.”

When there’s a disaster, though, people set aside these petty differences and graciously help those in need.

The first Farm Aid, with Willie Nelson and friends, raised $9 million in 1985 – and it’s still going strong. People contributed more than $200 million while watching America: A Tribute to Heroes, broadcast in 210 countries just 10 days after 9/11. A Houston Texans football star asked his Twitter followers to send money for Hurricane Harvey relief in 2017 and $37 million poured in to the JJ Watt Foundation.

A lot of vitriol spewed forth from many sides during the past year: mask or no mask… science vs politics… legitimate or fraudulent election. Then last week, the state of Texas endured its coldest temperatures in 30 years – and the power grid froze as solid as the ice that covered our freeways, leading to widespread blackouts.

Our house had no electricity for 43 hours and no running water for five days. Yet two miles away, some neighborhoods never had any issues. Once the roads cleared, friends in those areas offered to bring us food, provided drinking water and filled gallon jugs so we could flush toilets. People around the country called, texted or emailed to make sure we were safe. Clients reached out to see how we were doing.

My hope is one day it won’t take a monumental moment for humans to care deeply for others. Love is built into our DNA. We need to let it out more often.

Tom Tom (Revisited)

This Post appeared two weeks before the Patriots lost Super Bowl LII. The next year, they won it all, giving the quarterback his sixth ring. Now, the 43-year-old is in Tampa, and today plays a ‘home game’ to possibly claim yet another title.

I hate Tom Brady.

I love Tom Brady.

Depending on where you live in this football-obsessed country and who you root for, you might have a lean toward one of those statements. As for me… they’re both true.

Based on success between the hash marks, ’12’ is the Greatest of All-Time. He led the NFL in passing yards this season; and will likely retire with the second most career yards… and most touchdown passes.

He has more wins than any starting quarterback with 233, which, incidentally, is 90 more than the other ‘Greatest’ contender – Joe Montana. Plus, his 27 playoff victories are the same as Peyton Manning and Brett Favre… combined! Then there’s those five Super Bowl rings and the one he might add in two weeks.

However, Brady winning so much is getting old, boring, frustrating. And the way he does it lately: falling behind by double-digits, then mounting heroic fourth quarter comebacks. For goodness sake, lose already. Need I mention he cheated? Yeah, Deflategate. You know those few ounces made all the difference. Perhaps there should be an asterisk by his name in the Hall of Fame? Oh… and how about the officials always making every call in favor of the Patriots. Conspiracy!

Yet, through love and hate, I admire Tom Brady: how he keeps his body in top shape at age 40, prepares for each game and laser-focuses when everything is on the line. The GOAT is a model for how everyone should approach their jobs.

Update: Brady now has 263 career wins and 33 Playoff victories. He’s first in career TD passes with 581, and next season should surpass the retiring Drew Brees for most passing yards in NFL history.

Got Milk?

A few friends of mine suffer from chronic illnesses – those nasty irritants that flare up and cause a lot of pain and lifestyle disruption. While understanding of their challenges, I’ve never related, because I have enjoyed good health.

Until now.

Since November 1, I’ve experienced a 90-day rotation of feeling poorly for two weeks, then good for one week. Body aches, chills, low energy, and a lot of gurgling and gas. Days of feeling normal…. and days wondering, perhaps, is this something life threatening?

I’ve had blood drawn twice, several virtual and in-person doctor visits, a full physical – plus, an EKG and ECG, two Covid and one antibody tests, an endoscopy, and a sonogram. Every measurement comes up fine. Yet the three-week circle continues.

Two days ago, I had the follow-up visit with my gastroenterologist. Looking me straight in the eye from behind his shield and mask, he said: “You have IBS, David. The bad news is you’re going to have days you don’t feel well. The good news is you won’t die from this.” Then he ordered one last test “to rule out everything,” so I’ll soon be having a “CT of the Adomen & pelvis with contrast” to make sure my gall bladder isn’t the culprit.

He also put me on a Low FODMAP diet to eliminate the inflammation that’s hanging out in my digestive system. Translation: all that stuff I ate without care all these years is no more. Wheat? Gone. Dairy? Out. Bananas and many other fruits? Nixed. Mexican food? Nope.

(Kudos to Kathy, who has to figure out how to feed me from the limited choices on Kroger, HEB and Whole Foods shelves.)

One of the best things to come out of this three-month journey is I developed tremendous empathy for all those who suffer debilitating health issues. Mine is just an inconvenience compared to what they deal with each day.