It’s amazing how fast you get acclimated to your new home.
We had people from the conference office on site for a tour of our venue since we’re going to host the women’s basketball conference tournament in March. Our plan was to have interviews next door to our venue, in the student union which has ample space whereas our 75 year old arena does not.
Our conference officials don’t want to go “so far” even though it’s no far at all. In their words, they just don’t want to take a kid who’s been sweating for two hours and take them outside in the cold.
Now, it was January 17 on the tour, and it was 60 degrees in New Orleans. One of the reps went so far as to say “It could be snowing” and I laughed out loud. As we’ve documented, it’s snowed like seven times in New Orleans in the past 50 years. It will be closer to 80 than 20 in March.
Hell, the last time we hosted the same tournament, we had no AC in the building in 1999, and everyone was complaining about how hot it was, and we had managers waving towels on coaches who were close to passing out (so I’m told).
It’s funny because the day before, I was feeling cold walking from my car to work, and I then I heard the little voice in my head that used to go to school at St. Bonaventure, and live where we got 95 inches of snow a year. This New Yorker in me said “shut up, this isn’t cold.” I snapped out of it because that voice is quite convincing (I think the New Yorker in me’s two favorite phrases are “He’s a piece of shit” and something that rhymes with “Duck ’em”).
I’ll now turn things over to the voice:
“It’s not cold at 40 degrees. If we had a 40 degree January day before, we’d be outside smoking a cigar and loving the ‘Good weather.’ We don’t even own a coat anymore! We only have jackets, sweatshirts and fleeces. When you’re cold, you wear a sweatshirt. And you get all these free ones from work. Suck it up, you pampered baby. You’re not cold. How many times have you had the heat on this “winter?” One? That’s not winter, you go from summer to fall to spring. Quit your freaking whining, you piece of shit.”