basketball

I just spent the night being coerced into possibly joining the Knights so I can play basketball with a little more frequency than my usual once/month guest appearance. Of course, I'm excited to get a little exercise outside of the weightroom and the football field. But it occurred to me tonight, as I was running around aimlessly on the basketball court, that I don't have the faintest idea as to how to play basketball. I mean, I can dribble on occasion, shoot with even less frequency, and on a good day, maybe block someone. But those skills are the equivalent of knowing how to run, and thinking that you would be good at football! Well, that might be a little far-fetched, but my point is this: after over 10 years of actually playing playground basketball, being cut from my middle school and high school freshman teams, I have regressed into the junky pick-up basketball-er. With that said, I'm going to bed. Unfortunately, there's nothing else exciting to report. Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to put the ball in the basket with a little more frequency. So much for being Jordan...