It's Friday Bitches!!! Some random thoughts.....

Happy Friday y'all.

There's really no point to this post, other than the fact that it's Friday and I am in a great mood.

You may ask yourself "Self, why is he in such a good mood?". Well let me answer that for you.

I play basketball. A lot. Have my whole life. It's what I do. I never claimed to be great, but I can hold my own on pretty much any court that has a 3-point line and players who underestimate my sniper-like shooting ability. With that, I play in various leagues in and around the Boston area with the same guys all around. None of us are "superstars" (other than the guy who was a captain on an ACC team in 2001. So yeah, he's decent.) We play against teams with far more talented players, but we consistently beat them. Why? Because we play like a team.....so much so that other teams get incredibly frustrated and start yelling at each other when we make 7 passes in one possession and end up scoring a wide open lay up without thinking about it.

So last night was the 2nd game in this new league that we are playing in. It's probably the most competitive league I have ever played in, including college. There are many former Div. 1 players on just about every team and these games are played fast and hard. The team we are playing, The Millrats, happens to be some sort of semi-pro team and they usually whip up on most teams in this league. They are all very talented players and are extremely athletic. So, prior to the game, their douchebag coach (seriously, this is a men's rec league, why do you have a coach?) walks over to two of our friends who were there to watch and says "so you guys here to watch us crush these guys?", and our friends laughed at him. Immediately, this pissed us all off royally, and we knew what we had to do.

Without going into detail, let's just say that we played some serious team ball and completely dismantled these guys. It was unbelievable, and we were ecstatic. At one point during the game, one of our guys went up for a dunk and got fouled, and decided it would be a good idea to politely threw the ball to the guy who fouled him. Said fouler thought it was wise to then throw a punch at our guy, and they both got tossed from the game. At that point, the ref huddled with the captains on each team, me and the douchebag coach, and told us what was going on and why. All was cool with me, especially because it was late in the game and we were cruising, but the douchebag was nice and sour. He said to me "you know...you guys are lucky, you shouldn't be winning this game at all." to which I said "listen...just because you have a bunch of talented players on the court doesn't mean you have a team. Maybe you should go to coaching camp or something." The look on his face was priceless, because he had no response. And I was laughing at him. But I was right. His guys played zero team ball, but rather just thought they could come down the court, pull up, shoot from wherever and win. No such luck my friends.

That win was a very nice "fuck you" to that guy and his cocky players (I won't say "team"). And even better was the fact that there were 3 other teams from the league watching the game and laughing right along with us.

I could not have been happier.

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Went to Starbucks this morning. I counted the number of people in there, not including staff: 41. That's gotta be some sort of fire code violation or something. Insane.

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I have absolutely nothing to do this weekend, and I could not be happier. After being at a conference for the first half of this week, from 7:30 AM until well after midnight for three nights, I need the rest.

What do y'all got going on this weekend?