It has been a few weeks since I played full court and longer still since I played several games in succession. I don't think I've ever been sweatier. Of course, it had just poured on campus, so Bear Down was like a steam room. I was rusty. And I'm not much good to begin with. But I haven't been able to run like that -- I mean, in the literal sense -- in over a year. My knees aren't even complaining with much vigor. What all this means is that I'm extremely happy. There's nothing like the slow cool down after two hours of basketball.