LBO and I went out to play ball yesterday but forgot the basketball. Normally this is not a problem. Most times there are not shortages of bballs or bballers on courts during the summer, however, my new neighborhood is a vast bball wasteland. We were forced to double back for the basketball; it was fairly sad.
On our way back we decided to do a little searching for some other basketball courts nearby. Total failure. When we returned to the court there were a few people there and we were able to play some a couple of 3 on 3s and a full court before it got too dark. I really love playing baskeball.
I've discovered that it now take me a while to get into the flow of the game. It's as if I am surprised that the playing I am playing against is putting forth effort. I basically play tentative/scared until something big happens... The play that did it for me yesterday is when some dude blocked me on a layup attempt. I knew that I hadn't gone to the hole strong and was really embarrassed. At that point I put on the swagger and began yucking it up with the guys on the court.
I hate losing. We lost the last game because I lost track of my man on defense a couple times and then when I was on him he was hitting it right over me. Getting scored on is it alright but losing your man is unforgivable. My ability to run through screens has definitely been diminished. I expected my lateral movement to be slow and i do get crossed more often now but my recovery speed (closing in on a cutting offensive player) has been the the hardest thing on me.
The beset thing was when I posted LBO up and hit a turn-around jumper on him yesterday.
You are a bear and she's a little bunny rabbit. Sometimes these things work themselves out.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
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