I should probably be more embarrassed about this than amused, but ever since we landed safely in Denver yesterday, I’ve been laughing at myself.

Bill and I were near the front of the plane, and among the first to board our Southwest flight. As I watched the other people coming onto the plane, I noticed that the group of men boarding at one point were tall. Exceptionally tall, in fact. Then I noticed they were wearing college letter jackets. Aha, I thought. It’s a college basketball team heading too or from an away game.

Suddenly I began recalling the stories I’ve heard in the past about plane crashes where the victims included entire sports teams.

This is it, I thought. We’re doomed to certain death. All we need is a nun playing a guitar.

Since we didn’t die, I can laugh at myself.

Have a great weekend.