I am late on the blog, I know. My PR manager Trapper already emailed me from his dumb smartphone provided by Alltel telling me and I quote "quit being a lazy ****** bum, get off your ***, and write on your **** blog." I copied that directly from my email but had to censor it a bit. This is a family blog and we all know Trapper has a dirty mouth.
Moving on to bigger, better, and more important things. How does the number 17, Avatar, and glass relate fit into the grand scheme of my world.
Starting with the number 17.
On Saturday, TVW picked up their 17th game in a row beating someone. To be honest, I can't really think of who we played right now, and I am too lazy to figure it out, so if it comes to me when I am writing I will let you know. Not that it matters anyways, I could call them the purple hillbillies and you would not know any better. Well we dominated the purple hillbillies for forty minutes. I think the winning margin was 37, well below the 50+ we had been beating the teams previously.´ We also failed to reach the 100th point mark, I believe stalling out at 90.
So you see, all in all the game was a fail.
Just another step closer to the hefty (yes like the bag) part of the season coming up, the home stretch.
To be honest, it gets really boring playing these bad teams. Winning is fun, but winning by 50 just gets ridiculous. The games turn into track meets I did not sign up for (like the fat kid who shows up for the hot dog eating contest to find out its the Olympics) and we have to set goals for ourselves in the games to keep them semi-interesting. Isn't that what the other team is for?
Practice at times is more competitive than our games. All in a days work for what we want to accomplish I guess. Things should get a little more interesting tomorrow, but next week is when the real work begins.
Avatar
This was not your average AMC, this movie theater was the full fledge movie theater experience. They had a pool hall, lounge area, balcony overlooks, and large statues of The Simpsons. This was the real deal, no joke. Stadium seating with plush comfy seats, which came in mighty handy as Avatar pushed 3 hours long and into the morning hours for us.
I am a big fan of movies. Lately we have been on a documentary kick and Avatar is thrown in for good measure. If you have some downtime check these out
AVATAR -- CRAZY animation (if you can even call it that), also great message about environment and nice little parody to what may or may not have happened and that ís or isn't still happening in the great USA and other places around the world
FOOD INC. -- will change the way you look at food and eat
RELIGULUS -- hilarious yet thoughprovoking insight into christianity (not a family film for language reasons)
Call the Glass Man
I don't think this actually happened in the last week but I can't believe I forgot to tell you about this. Someone shattered a backboard at the end of practice the other day. We are not talking about just a broken rim or cracked backboard. I am talking full-blown SHATTERATION. Just for the record it was not me, unfortunately (cough cough Julian, our new post man). I did have the perfect view of it though. I was lying on a mat below the hoop but well away from the shatter zone. Mr. Julian himself, not a small guy probably about 6'7 220, mozies up and just puts down a little baby dunk. This is no, full blown aerial display of greatness followed by the phi slamma jamma hammertime but a "hey guys, what you doing," baby bambi dunk with a little front rim hang.
Next thing I know, half of the backboard is laying on the ground in tiny pieces and Julian is standing underneath hanging onto the rim with the look of "did that just happen." You know the look when someone does something, then they stand completely still, not wanting to move, hoping that for the first time in all the universe they will travel back in time to before their screw-up happened. Yep, that look.
I was actually very happy for him. If I had my camera at practice I would have taken pictures. I know someone has a picture somewhere and when I get ahold of that, hello internet. Great stuff, I always appreciate a good backboard breaking, even if I still have to wait for my chance.
Case and Point, buy breakaway rims and you will not have your backboards lying on the ground in a million pieces. Simple solution to an expensive problem. Its like the EASY button from Staples.
I wrote an article in the newspaper about this situation as well, I will post it later. You be the judge on how it was recieved. :)
Well, I need to get back to writing. I am entering a writing contest for 5 g's and a full-time job and need to get back to researching and writing.
Hugs and Kisses
TJW
