As a coach, you get excited when the weather forecasts states for the week, highs in the 50s- 60s. However, yesterday at practice, it was nice but I believe the 50s- 60s meant miles per hour on the wind gusts that we had. What a practice we had to encounter. The players were troopers by all means but it's hard to get into any rhythm when we had to stop to turn our backs so the wind could take the dirt. At one point, my assistant coach wonders if we are going to have any dirt left on the field after all of this and then by the end of practice, I felt like a one-eyed coach doing fungo with so much dirt on my contact lenses. Another life lesson though, that the weather is something we can't control but we can control our attitude and hustle when things aren't going the way we planned for it to. That's a compliment to our team because that is what they did yesterday-hustled the whole time and never complained. Until next time . . . . GO SQUIRRELS!!