The team morale training
To my surprise I managed to wake up early enough on Saturday. I even had time to drive to the Wick to see if the dry cleaners were open (they weren't) and buy some Powerades for basketball.
I got home at about 8:30am and then left to catch the bus to Central. Nick messaged me saying he'd be driving, and I called Bo but his phone was off. He was drunk.
I caught the train by myself, enjoying the music I had. I met Phil at the Lidcombe train station. He was at a cafe buying something to eat, and I bought a chicken kebab stick as well. I hadn't had one in ages, it reminded me of the days in high school when we used to have them "on a roll" lol.
We walked to the courts together. As we spoke about finance and the share market, the back of my mind reminisced about the days when I used to walk down this path. It was a good feeling.
When we got to the courts some of the other guys were shooting around, and after a bit they started a game. Phil and I got ready, and I was a bit disappointed and embarassed that we were the only ones from our team so far. Then Mike turned up, and we grabbed two other guys including Kenneth to start the next game.
I mainly used it to warm up, and wasn't really prepared to shoot as I hadn't shot a ball in a while (couple of weeks I guess).
Later on Nick arrived and it took him a bit of time to get ready as he had to strap up and stuff. We played a game with the four of us and Kenneth, and then to my surprise, Bo showed up. He had texted me earlier saying he was not feeling well, and I told him to just come and he never replied.
So we had a game with the five of us, which was absolutely amazing. We tried our 'Colin' play, and although it failed the first few times, I could see we were slowly getting the hang of it. I even forgot to cut a few times after passing the ball. But when we got it going, I found it was easy for me to get open shots.
There was a nice play I did where after I passed it to Nick, I cut along the baseline and got it back, dribbled hard and fast underneath the basket and threw it back out to Mike at the free throw line and he swished a shot. I also made a few nice passes to Mike at other times.
I could really feel that we were working as a team, instead of passing the ball to Angelo and standing there watching him do whatever the hell he does. My shot earlier wasn't falling, but maybe it was because now I was warmed up, it started falling. I even amazed myself, because they extended the three point line but the old one is still there, so it's a bit confusing when I shoot.
After the game, we all agreed it was a good session and that we should do it more often. The guy who organised it suggested more training with his team and I said yes.
We all went to Flemington for pho afterwards, which brought back the good ole' Sunday comp days. Everyone ate except Bo, because he was sick from the previous night's raw octopus. I said we needed to chain him up on Friday nights.
We had a good time talking about basketball and other stuff, and the highlight of the day came when Mike said "and Phil took a hook shot, but it went in". Bo and I looked at eachother before cracking up in laughter, lol. Ah that is stuff that you can't script.
Afterwards Phil and I caught the same train. I went home then drove to the Wick to have my grey suit dry cleaned and to also pick up my Uber black suit. I then went home and had a nap, as I was starting to feel tired from staying up the previous night.
Today I was pretty intent on not spending (useless) money. I slept in (my headache is probably non-existent to 1/10) and then went for a run at the park. I didn't intend to do a lap, but rather, I wanted to see how long I'd last if I sped up. I jogged from home to the park, then started jogging the lap. After jogging slowly, I started to run. I wanted to go maybe 8/10 or 9/10 but ended going at about 6/10 the pace. I lasted for a whole section between roads, then walked the rest of the way.
I remember asking Mike yesterday whether I was the same as I was before my surgery. He said I had lost my explosiveness on defence. I can always rely on Mike to tell the truth (I asked him how he felt about Angelo, and he was like "..." so I suggested "a fucking idiot?" and he was like "nah, not there yet", lol, gotta love his honesty). But yeah, that's what it felt like today. It just felt like I couldn't explode, or break out of the gates. As hard as I tried, I seemed to only have the energy to go 6/10. Hmmm.
I went home and had a shower, when my parents came back. I drove to the shopping centre near me, filled up the car with petrol, and bought some light groceries for the week ahead. I wanted to buy a pack of Tim Tams at the petrol station but though about Naby and refused. I wanted to buy this really nice black tie at Myer but thought about Naby and refused.
Although I'm making a concerted effort to save money, I still have the right mind not to just give her all my money. My plan right now is to see her next week, ask her out to dinner and just have fun. I think she'll say yes. Maybe it's just me, but she seems to have reached the beginning of that stage where she wants more than seeing me in the shop. Anyway, I won't bring up money if we go out to dinner, so I'll see how that plays out.
I got home at about 8:30am and then left to catch the bus to Central. Nick messaged me saying he'd be driving, and I called Bo but his phone was off. He was drunk.
I caught the train by myself, enjoying the music I had. I met Phil at the Lidcombe train station. He was at a cafe buying something to eat, and I bought a chicken kebab stick as well. I hadn't had one in ages, it reminded me of the days in high school when we used to have them "on a roll" lol.
We walked to the courts together. As we spoke about finance and the share market, the back of my mind reminisced about the days when I used to walk down this path. It was a good feeling.
When we got to the courts some of the other guys were shooting around, and after a bit they started a game. Phil and I got ready, and I was a bit disappointed and embarassed that we were the only ones from our team so far. Then Mike turned up, and we grabbed two other guys including Kenneth to start the next game.
I mainly used it to warm up, and wasn't really prepared to shoot as I hadn't shot a ball in a while (couple of weeks I guess).
Later on Nick arrived and it took him a bit of time to get ready as he had to strap up and stuff. We played a game with the four of us and Kenneth, and then to my surprise, Bo showed up. He had texted me earlier saying he was not feeling well, and I told him to just come and he never replied.
So we had a game with the five of us, which was absolutely amazing. We tried our 'Colin' play, and although it failed the first few times, I could see we were slowly getting the hang of it. I even forgot to cut a few times after passing the ball. But when we got it going, I found it was easy for me to get open shots.
There was a nice play I did where after I passed it to Nick, I cut along the baseline and got it back, dribbled hard and fast underneath the basket and threw it back out to Mike at the free throw line and he swished a shot. I also made a few nice passes to Mike at other times.
I could really feel that we were working as a team, instead of passing the ball to Angelo and standing there watching him do whatever the hell he does. My shot earlier wasn't falling, but maybe it was because now I was warmed up, it started falling. I even amazed myself, because they extended the three point line but the old one is still there, so it's a bit confusing when I shoot.
After the game, we all agreed it was a good session and that we should do it more often. The guy who organised it suggested more training with his team and I said yes.
We all went to Flemington for pho afterwards, which brought back the good ole' Sunday comp days. Everyone ate except Bo, because he was sick from the previous night's raw octopus. I said we needed to chain him up on Friday nights.
We had a good time talking about basketball and other stuff, and the highlight of the day came when Mike said "and Phil took a hook shot, but it went in". Bo and I looked at eachother before cracking up in laughter, lol. Ah that is stuff that you can't script.
Afterwards Phil and I caught the same train. I went home then drove to the Wick to have my grey suit dry cleaned and to also pick up my Uber black suit. I then went home and had a nap, as I was starting to feel tired from staying up the previous night.
Today I was pretty intent on not spending (useless) money. I slept in (my headache is probably non-existent to 1/10) and then went for a run at the park. I didn't intend to do a lap, but rather, I wanted to see how long I'd last if I sped up. I jogged from home to the park, then started jogging the lap. After jogging slowly, I started to run. I wanted to go maybe 8/10 or 9/10 but ended going at about 6/10 the pace. I lasted for a whole section between roads, then walked the rest of the way.
I remember asking Mike yesterday whether I was the same as I was before my surgery. He said I had lost my explosiveness on defence. I can always rely on Mike to tell the truth (I asked him how he felt about Angelo, and he was like "..." so I suggested "a fucking idiot?" and he was like "nah, not there yet", lol, gotta love his honesty). But yeah, that's what it felt like today. It just felt like I couldn't explode, or break out of the gates. As hard as I tried, I seemed to only have the energy to go 6/10. Hmmm.
I went home and had a shower, when my parents came back. I drove to the shopping centre near me, filled up the car with petrol, and bought some light groceries for the week ahead. I wanted to buy a pack of Tim Tams at the petrol station but though about Naby and refused. I wanted to buy this really nice black tie at Myer but thought about Naby and refused.
Although I'm making a concerted effort to save money, I still have the right mind not to just give her all my money. My plan right now is to see her next week, ask her out to dinner and just have fun. I think she'll say yes. Maybe it's just me, but she seems to have reached the beginning of that stage where she wants more than seeing me in the shop. Anyway, I won't bring up money if we go out to dinner, so I'll see how that plays out.
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