This must be brief because a bag of papers that need grading looms in my evening. Taylor and his team played their final basketball game tonight, losing 18-16 to finish the season at 4-2. Taylor had some misses early in the game, but continued to take good shots until they fell. He finished with eight points, four rebounds, one steal, and one turnover.

But that's not the real score. The box score that matters follows.

He made good passes to open teammates who were reliable performers. He also made good passes to teammates who were less reliable performers, recognizing that they deserved inclusion in the game too -- recognizing perhaps that it was just a game.

When asked about his feelings about the loss, he shrugged it off by saying he was was okay with it because the other team hadn't won a game all season, so it probably made them feel better.

That's the real score.

This Sunday we're going to start catechism classes, convert to Catholicism and ensure he gets his deserved sainthood.

Well, maybe we'll just stay for the wine.