12/1: 3-3 Vermont is here. They're 1-1 vs. ranked teams. They have a very good Center and have a solid inside game.
12/2: They're staying right with us early on. Down 6 after 10. Down 3 at the half.
Their C is really playing well. They're shooting 50% to our 31%; that's the difference, all other stats are close.
“You're beating all these undefeated teams and a 3-3 team is making you look bad? Wake the hell up!”
Down 6 with 10 left; we just don't have it tonight. We take our first lead with 3:37 to play.
78-73. We scored the last 6 points.
Kris Cole had 15, 7, 4 from the bench. He's angling for a starting job! 18, 9 for Tuck. They were +12.1% shooting. +6 RBs, +13 free throws. +12 in the paint, +13 on 2nd chances. We had to work for this one!
“They seem to be less afraid of us but they're still fearful. We think they're telling us that they were invaded by a species that really that had no respect or regard for them. Very invasive testing was done, and then the invaders tried to burn the plants out.
“Fortunately, the plants have the capability to release toxic gases. They did so and killed off many of the invaders and then the others left.”
“So why didn't they just do that to us?”
“They did. But we only had robotic explorers. The toxic gases affected their operation, but only slightly. If any humans had gone down there they'd probably all be dead. The Krul, that's what they call themselves, are modifying the gases to destroy our robots, but they stopped the process when they saw that we were not being invasive and that we were trying to communicate.”
“Wow! Pretty sophisticated! I've never heard of plant life being this evolved.”
“We always knew the possibility for this was out there but this is the first time we've encountered it. They actually want to communicate with us now that they see that our intentions are friendly. We've explained that our people cannot breathe their atmosphere but we're discussing sending people down in hazmat suits. We'll see.”
“What if it's a trap?”
“What?”
“What if they want to lure us down there to release their poisons, modified to melt or penetrate the hazmat suits?”
“Hm... They seem both very friendly and very pacifist. They 'spoke' at length about how guilt ridden they were after driving off the invaders, and how they still feel guilt about that.”
“Proceed with caution!”
(Author's note: In the 1930s, a first generation sci fi writer named Stanley Weintraub wrote about intelligent, sophisticated plant life in ways that no one to this day has equaled. He had a brilliant writing future ahead of him but contracted cancer and died at 33 when his writing career was just getting started. This section of my story is definitely influenced by him though obviously nowhere near his level of excellence. If you want to know more:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_G._Weinbaum)