It is about a week and a half since the Ketchikan Kings and myself were crowned the 2019 boys basketball state champions. Not even a full 24 hours was given to sit back, take a minute and realize what myself and the Ketchikan team had accomplished for the first time in 45 years. The second we all got off the plane from Anchorage, there was a big parade in town for us. Then about 16 hours later, I had to catch another plane to go down to Arizona to play baseball. In the grand total of four days, my mindset had to change from a Saturday night state championship basketball game in front of about 5,000 people, to a Wednesday afternoon baseball game in Phoenix Arizona. Mentally and a little emotionally, the past couple weeks have been very hard. It has not sunk in at all that we are state champions, it has not sunk in that all of the hard work I have invested my life into was actually worth something. A good portion of our team, myself included, were not able to go to school the next day to be recognized with the other kids that were there, and just that thought itself hurts. Even though I wasn’t able to attend school and get that little bit of extra recognition from our peers, that doesn’t mean that I don’t know how proud the city and the school is of us and what we accomplished.