Its Senior Night for the men's basketball team. Which means I'll never see Moody play in another home game. I remember seeing him on court for the first time as a walk-on, and being all "Hottt!!1" and my dad looking at the TV and back to me, all "Him?" I'm going to miss him, and I know that I will cry tonight when he gives his speech. Which says something to the amount of my crush since the only other times I've cried on senior night was for Ryan Robertson and Kirk Hinrich. Its sad every year when the seniors leave, and tonight is going to be a bad one.