a wave of sadness

Last Wednesday, I was teaching through the game. When I got in the car, Ed Coleman was doing the recap of the game, and since I didn't know how it had turned out, I stayed in the driver's seat with the car in park to hear how it ended. We won, in nail-biting style, and I pumped my fist, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

As I walked across the street toward the apartment, an incredible wave of sadness came over me, which at first seemed odd, given that I'd just listened to my team win a game. But I realized immediately what it was--

Only six more weeks in the regular season.