Published by JPLand on 10 Mar 2008 at 09:02 am
Here Comes the Sun
Yesterday I got the wonderful opportunity to hoop it up with some friends. I was out of practice, but the good news is that so were the rest of the guys. I was a mad basketball machine. Lance couldn’t handle me in the lane, Jonathan was scared of my dunking skills (which I did not have the opportunity to show off), Marty couldn’t handle me draining 3’s, Rob cried a few times because of my defensive prowess, and Chuck had to leave early because I shut him down. I was intense.
I’m trying to remember if my team ever lost a game….I must be really good. So out of all the short, white guys that played basketball in Bolingbroke, Georgia yesterday, I was definitely in the top 6. I’m waiting on the call from the NBA. They’d better hurry, because I might go back to college to play football for my Alma Mater…if they ever get a team.
I was so on fire that after I got home, I could still feel the heat. Then my wife informed me that it was actually the sunburn. Apparently, when it’s cool and breezy outside, you can still get sunburn. Geez, I wish they’d tell you this stuff beforehand.
lance on 10 Mar 2008 at 12:36 pm #
I was really just trying to help ya’ll get in shape. That was why I kept calling my shots. “Shooting!”
jwalk on 10 Mar 2008 at 3:10 pm #
Oh, and to think I thought you were calling your shots so that we could tell the difference between a shot and a pass, since both usually found the ground before anything else.
JPLand on 10 Mar 2008 at 3:12 pm #
Now, JWalk, you know that’s not true. Please do not spread lies on my website. Lance’s passes did not hit the ground first…the usually hit the water puddles that were about 100 ft. off the court.
DruU (Formerly Dreagen) on 13 Mar 2008 at 8:33 am #
Basketball, The sport that makes old guys feel young again… Until the game is over