My Explosive Entry
My District Basketball Career:
23 and a half years ago I was born and the doctor said "Ma'am, it's a boy, and he looks like he has mad hops."
16 years ago I played my first game of basketball in a team, for my Primary School. We were terrible and there was a lot of infighting about who would get to shoot the charity goal when the other team didn't play defense so we could at least score.
About 14 years ago I was getting better at basketball and playing for schools and churches. I desperately wanted to play junior district, but apparently we couldn't afford it.
Then, 12 years ago at a Basketball clinic at primary school they organised this guy to come:
I don't remember who he was, but I will always remember he said to me "believe in yourself, never give up, you can achieve your goals."
I think he was doing some sort of community service, possibly related to bribing some stripper.
6 years ago my little brother, who always gets the things I never got when I was growing up, got to play District. I was jealous.
4 and 3 years ago I went back to back winning the Best and Most Valuable Player for the D Grade Men in the Church of Christ Basketball league. But I couldn't afford to play district.
18 months ago I could afford to play district basketball! But I ruptured my spinal disc and couldn't bend over to tie my shoelaces up.
4 months ago my physio announced I was able to try and play competitive basketball and I started training with a district team.
1 week ago I got my uniform and the time and location for the first game I would play. Wednesday 13th of February. 7:20pm. Wayville Basketball centre.
6 hours ago I was wearing that uniform and preparing to leave in my laidback but kind of nervous way.
5 hours and 30 minutes ago my computer exploded in a blinding flash of green light and then a lot of smoke. It went PIEW PSHSHSHSKSKSHS and then it went silent and the whole house lost power. It was very scary.
Comments
Was the computer explosion some sort of metaphor for \"I scored the winning basket?\"
That is Willie Simmons.
No it literally means my computer exploded!
Thanks Timmy, now can you find out what he was doing at my Primary Shool?
The exact same thing that happened when Mark Davis and Willie Simmons did when they walked through my primary school classroom door back in 1993. They were offering coaching clinics in the area, but my school was to pov to afford it. The very next week up at the old rec center one of the other schools had Mark Davis as their coach. I was insanely jealous.
..........sooooo... did you make the game??? teeeheee.. anyone would think you\'re just coming up with excuses not to play! I think my cat is about to go swimming in the fish tank......
I have a cat. And a fish tank! Coincidence? I think not. Maybe dinner some time Megan?
Careful KP I think you should concentrate on Jessica Taylor before you start flirting with Bradism.com commentors. Doesn\'t she have a kid?