Albany’s Peter Hooley hits tourney-clinching shot weeks after losing his mom

There was nothing planned about the miraculous shot that saved Albany’s season Saturday. Nothing logical, nothing clinical. It was a fortuitous tip of the ball to the right spot on the floor, at just the right time.

To just the right man.

After the heartbreaking season he has endured, Peter Hooley deserved this moment. Deserved the chance to grab a loose ball that was batted out to the top of the key, then hurriedly fire a 3-pointer that beat the buzzer and Stony Brook and sent the Great Danes to the NCAA tournament.

In a poignant and poetic instant that sports so often seem to provide, Hooley became the hero.

You can call it a lucky break. A fluke. But the junior guard believes there was a higher power involved.

“With angels watching over you,” Hooley said, “you can do anything.”

There was nothing planned about the miraculous shot that saved Albany’s season Saturday. Nothing logical, nothing clinical. It was a fortuitous tip of the ball to the right spot on the floor, at just the right time.

To just the right man.

After the heartbreaking season he has endured, Peter Hooley deserved this moment. Deserved the chance to grab a loose ball that was batted out to the top of the key, then hurriedly fire a 3-pointer that beat the buzzer and Stony Brook and sent the Great Danes to the NCAA tournament.

In a poignant and poetic instant that sports so often seem to provide, Hooley became the hero.

You can call it a lucky break. A fluke. But the junior guard believes there was a higher power involved.

“With angels watching over you,” Hooley told Yahoo Sports, “you can do anything.”

Written by Nick Endress

Nick Endress

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