It was New Ulm. Littlest's basketball team have three qualities: They are young, short, and not good outside shooters. As you can guess, they thus lost in rather convincing fashion. The weather going home wasn't too bad -- a friend of mine described his experience once with a Lincoln Continental as "just some mild fishtailing", and I had one of those around Kimball -- but otherwise the drive wasn't anything an old New Hampshirite would view as difficult. And got home in time to watch two of my students star in the sweep of the Gophers. Go Michigan Tech!