THREW Mikes EyEz

Original Writings, Images, Video and Artworks of Mike Hartley


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Adrenalin pumping, the ball is thrown straight up in the air, two men/women leap and tip to a teammate. And were off.

Go TERPS Women. Photo by Mike Hartley

Jump, tip, pass, pass, pass, dribble, shoot.

Retreat, lock eyes to your competitor’s torso.

Deny, prevent, deflect, remove them from paint.

Back and forth, score, turnover, rebound, assist.

You’re tired, someone fouls, substitutes.

Coaches yelling, whistles blowing, timeout, pep band plays.

The ball deflected out of bounds, the call is made, people go insane

Back and forth, fresh bodies come in and out.

Cut to a TV timeout, Dicky V is cancer-free video (you know its coming)

Action quickens, decisions rushed, tensions build, stamina tested.

Game clock ticks, shot clock ticks, cheerleaders, and fan’s emotions peak.

The crowd counts down, everyone is standing, the shot, the net flinches.

Players jump and pump fists in the air, at the same time men on all fours, head in hands.

Parents cry in joy and in sadness at the same time.

Alumni going nuts, coaches shaking hands, cheerleaders crying.

Players embrace each other in glorious victory.

Other players hugged in support of giving their all and coming up short together.

Some with long looks in their eyes knowing their college days have come to an end

Freshmen think the Dance/Madness will be every year before they know the difficulty of repeating.

Post-game interviews, highlights, and commentary by your play-by-play team.

Coaches in closed locker rooms both telling their guys how proud they are regardless of winning and losing.

Friends and family leave the stands, the next team’s supporters enter.

And it begins again. One by one they go down. Each game, every game, Till ONE.


Yes, I know it pales in comparison to the real-life and death taking place in the world. But when things were normal, you can’t get more drama than March Madness.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • A feast at a friends is a menu that mends.
  • If your relationship with your children is good then every minute with them is one that is cherrished.
  • Instead of regret, use it to motivate.
  • I’m trying to think positive, I want to think positive. Why won’t my mind cooperate?

Author: Mike Hartley

With a lifetime and a half in the Newspaper industry I'm preparing for my retirement career as an Artist, Writer, Photographer and Video content provider. I'm a proud father of two wonderful children and I'm still married to the first girl I fell in love with and probably only one that would have me.

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