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How was my day? Well, since you asked…

September 12, 2009
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2 a.m. Part I of rare night out ends; head out for late-night snack (mostly delicious fried stuff)

3 a.m. Get home with the intention of going to bed, but discover new Stock/Jerry videos on and have to watch them immediately

4 a.m. Go to bed

6 a.m. Ignore alarm

6:10 a.m. Ignore alarm

6:15 a.m. Drag self out of bed and start looking for online feed of induction ceremony; fortunately find one

7:00 a.m. Stock speaks; I bawl

7:15 a.m. Breen talks about LHM; I bawl

8:00 a.m. Jerry speaks; I bawl

8:30 a.m. Regret all the bawling due to pounding headache

9:30 a.m. Have breakfast, start downloading uploaded videos of the ceremony

11:30 a.m. Get ready for work

3 p.m. Get home and rewatch Jerry and Stock’s speeches while fighting to stay awake and occasionally randomly wondering why I’m doing this instead of napping

So. The presenters stand there…period? They don’t say a word? What the what?! What’s the point of having presenters at all?

No mention of AK in Jerry’s very extensive list of great players he’s coached…hmmm…and from the way he was walking he’s obviously not fully recovered from his knee surgery yet.

For me the best line of the night was Jerry’s “Because I occasionally offer the officials a little advice, Phil’s been on the bench for the end of many more games than I have.”

This was such an emotionally draining day, and I miss Stock more than ever. But enough about me. Congratulations, Stock and Jerry. It could not be more deserved, and you earned every bit of the honor.

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