11/18: #3 seed, #11 ranked Syracuse in the title game. This is a very good team. We think we're better but we'd better come to play!
11/19: Back and forth early. Down 6 after 10. It's a battle! 46-43 at the break. 13 for Moss, 12 for SF Ben Wite. We're sloppy, 12 TOs. Up 4 with 10 to go.
75-69 and the title. A close one though! 22, 10, 6, 4 for Moss, 14, 3, 4 for Wite. +11 from the line. +18 down low.
As we approach the planet we receive a message from the moon.
“Attention ship. Please state your intentions.”
“We are on a journey of exploration. We come in peace. We have no desire for conquest.”
“We are the Beor. We inhabit the moon. The planet is deserted.”
“May we send robotic probes down to the moon and the planet? They will determine whether the air is breathable for us on the moon, and they will explore the planet.”
“You may. The planet was devastated by war. It is not habitable by our people and is filled with poisonous, deadly vapors.”
So this race evidently destroyed one planet with pollution and another with war.
“Thank you. If we can breathe the air on your moon we would like to eventually send down a party of our people.”
“If you are peaceful, as you say you are, you would be most welcome.”