We played a single round robin against our bracket. Ties stood as ties. No individual stats were kept, although being good little Hawkeyes, we know exactly how we did. Anyway, on with the show. We buried them in the first half, and then sat like stumps in the second half while they made the score somewhat respectable.
Life goes on.
I don't think either Jon or I expected to beat Emily. Jon and I, being the bad-asses of quiz bowl that we are, weathered Hurricane Pike and came out on top. Then we went into the hall and danced for joy. Fresh off of our conquest of Mount Emily, we swaggered into our next match against the second-best the Beavers had to offer. . . He asked us if we had seen Emily Pike play, and wasn't she wonderful,and wasn't she the greatest player we'd ever seen, and wouldn't she probably win, etc etc.