This was a strange weekend. It really was. It began when a top-notch recruit made a long-awaited commitment not in the hot lights of the local media but in the shrouds of darkness at midnight. Remember Jarrick Williams?
Then, I spent most of Saturday and Sunday in rural Mississippi hanging with the Banktress’ family. That meant — what else? — I got to chill with the sheep and goats that her grandparents have. Yes, I’m serious. Click below, and you can see some of the flock. Would I joke about this?