Why do parents say, "You can be anything you want to be?"
If so, then I would be a great basketball player.
But no matter how much I practiced in the cold fall and winter afternoons as a kid, the fact was I couldn't jump, I had small hands, and I had no speed. The best I got to was church league basketball, basically because they needed bodies. But it never bothered me, even when selected last in pickup games, just as long as I got to play.
And I loved watching the game just as much.
I was raised in a fundamental Christian family where we attended two hours of church Sunday morning and then two more in the evening. But my parents were cool enough to let me watch the NBA on tv in the afternoon after our big Sunday dinner. And my love for the game became cemented watching the likes of Russell, Wilt, Barry, Havlo, West, Oscar, Billy Cunningham, Hal Greer, (notice a 76er fan with those last two?)
And I still love to watch, especially during March Madness and the NBA playoffs, even with some of today's "bad behavior," and my puzzlement over the appeal of multiple tattoos. (oh, just get over it, David)
I have always enjoyed the fine arts of dance and drama, but it's hard to beat the excitement generated from the unique combination of those two art forms in a close basketball contest.
And it seems we have a great series taking shape in the current NBA Finals. Yeah, I guess I probably am rooting for the Mavs in the end (i.e. the so-called "good" guys), but what I really want, and if there is a god up above . . . we'll have a Game 7!
UPDATE: Well, no game 7. Oh well. After the way Wade & James mocked Dirk (how immature!) I'm more glad that Dallas won (like most everyone else outside of Miami, I guess.)
So I settled on Tues evening for watching the Game 7 of the NHL, hockey - Vancouver vs. Boston. Yeah, I used to watch the Bruins a lot as a kid, too, Bobby Orr, Phil Esposito and gang, but it was always second choice to basketball. Gotta say, personally, no offense, but even with HD, it's still second choice for me.
If so, then I would be a great basketball player.
But no matter how much I practiced in the cold fall and winter afternoons as a kid, the fact was I couldn't jump, I had small hands, and I had no speed. The best I got to was church league basketball, basically because they needed bodies. But it never bothered me, even when selected last in pickup games, just as long as I got to play.
And I loved watching the game just as much.
I was raised in a fundamental Christian family where we attended two hours of church Sunday morning and then two more in the evening. But my parents were cool enough to let me watch the NBA on tv in the afternoon after our big Sunday dinner. And my love for the game became cemented watching the likes of Russell, Wilt, Barry, Havlo, West, Oscar, Billy Cunningham, Hal Greer, (notice a 76er fan with those last two?)
And I still love to watch, especially during March Madness and the NBA playoffs, even with some of today's "bad behavior," and my puzzlement over the appeal of multiple tattoos. (oh, just get over it, David)
I have always enjoyed the fine arts of dance and drama, but it's hard to beat the excitement generated from the unique combination of those two art forms in a close basketball contest.
And it seems we have a great series taking shape in the current NBA Finals. Yeah, I guess I probably am rooting for the Mavs in the end (i.e. the so-called "good" guys), but what I really want, and if there is a god up above . . . we'll have a Game 7!
UPDATE: Well, no game 7. Oh well. After the way Wade & James mocked Dirk (how immature!) I'm more glad that Dallas won (like most everyone else outside of Miami, I guess.)
So I settled on Tues evening for watching the Game 7 of the NHL, hockey - Vancouver vs. Boston. Yeah, I used to watch the Bruins a lot as a kid, too, Bobby Orr, Phil Esposito and gang, but it was always second choice to basketball. Gotta say, personally, no offense, but even with HD, it's still second choice for me.
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