Here’s another entry from Mrs. Smith, aka Mike Beasley’s mom. Obviously, she’s more than that, and that’s part of what this weekly feature is about. It’s an opportunity to get inside the mind of the mother of one of your favorite K-State basketball players - and arguably the best player in the country.
And this week, she’s talking about “The People We Meet.” Here’s the thing, folks. She wants you to participate in this, as I get the sense she’d rather have this a question-and-answer format. So submit some questions down below in the comments field, and she’ll answer them in the following weeks.
Growing up in a large family, your siblings become your friends. My sister and I were, and still are, best friends to this day. We know each other inside and out. Once we reached adulthood and chose our two very different career paths (hers being owner/stylist of a sucessful hair salon back East) she has made more “friends” then I have. In fact, her friends are my friends, and she reminds me quite often that I steal her friends. Well, I guess this is partially true because I can probably count my own friends that I have made without her on two or maybe three fingers. Sad, huh? Not really…
When I go to basketball games, faces become more and more familiar. From the other families there to cheer on their sons, to the folks feeling lucky enough to have gotten tickets to see the Wildcats in action first hand. The stranger sitting/standing next to you is no longer a stranger because cheering for the same team has a way of bringing people closer together. Striking up random conversations with friendly faces seems so easy… so right. Wow, is this what friendship is really about? Talking and laughing and cheering and holding our breath together in hopes that our team pulls out another win. I’ve never been good with names, not even in my own house (now that’s sad…LOL), but I will always remember the faces that I will meet at the upcoming games.
I say all of this, basically to say to my sister – my “friend” list is growing faster than I could have ever imagined and she can even steal one or two of them if she’d like…
Quick reminder – make sure to come back next week for “The Road Trip Diaries.”
If you’re headed to Orlando, it sounds like you should holler at Mrs. Smith when you’re down there. You might make it into “Mama Sayz.”
Also, on a personal note, don’t expect too much - if anything - for the rest of the week. I’m off. I’m making calls, still doing some work, but I’m telling you, it’s probably going to be sporadic. I’m not saying you shouldn’t come back here and check every day - please do - but I’m going to enjoy my holiday. Just as you should.
Which reminds me - what am I thankful for? All of you for supporting me and continuing to read what I write about K-State athletics. Happy Thanksgiving, y’all.