Kainan 1-0!
Yesterday morning I went to the courts for a shoot around. I wanted to work on my cross overs, fast breaks and threes, so I got a bit done of all of them before I started feeling a bit of pain in my left heel. I thought I should save myself for the game the next day so I packed up and left.
I bummed around at home and had a nap, waking up at about 2:00pm. I then decided to go do some work in the office so walked out there and got there by 3:30pm. I finished reading that goddamn 19 folder brief by 7:15pm and walked back home.
Goddamn.
Today I actually didn't get much sleep. I woke up at 3:30am and had diarrhea. I think it was all the strawberry milk I drank in the office yesterday. Ugh. So anyway, felt a bit crap as I woke up at 7am and got ready for basketball.
I met with Nick at Central, and then Bo on the train as he got on at Redfern. I was kinda hyped up for today's game, and had a bit of a speech prepared, but didn't want to let anything out before then, so was a bit quiet on the train, listening to them talk.
We went to Subway at Lidcombe for breakfast and then walked to the courts. I was surprised there weren't any 9am games. I was expecting a full team but forgot that David had said he wouldn't be here. Jackson didn't turn up even though he told Alex he was playing.
We were playing Kenneth's team. I really wanted to smash them. I really wanted to block him. I emphasised to my team that I really wanted to set the tone in the first five minutes, and that we needed to do 1-3-1 everytime we scored. I also said we needed to sub every 4 minutes. I wasn't sure how well that last part was going to work out.
Both teams got off to a slow start and we were down 2-5. I knew that all we needed was a bucket which would then trigger off the 1-3-1, and we didn't get that for a while. Even when it came to 1-3-1, a lot of the guys forgot. But when we executed it, it worked. Not as efficiently as I would've liked, but it did rattle them.
Towards the end of the first half, I was on the bench and watched as Carter drove baseline. He jumped up into the air and was doing a lay up when their forward (Mike) pushed him and he landed hard on the ground. Alex and I both got up and made a few steps onto the court. MJ slapped that guy on the back of the head (brilliant move, haha), but after making sure there wasn't a scuffle or anything, we returned to the bench. Could've gotten T'd up for that.
The substitution worked well, so I kept it for the second half as well. We were up by like 14-8. We furthered our lead in the second half, but I told them to lay off the 1-3-1 in the last 5 minutes which I think slowed us down and they caught up a bit, making the score look a bit more respectable. We won 29-21, but I don't think that accurately reflects how much in control we were defensively. Both teams had some shitty offense, but I think we'll get there with time. Most important for me is defence.
After the game, Bo and Nick caught a train back to the city. Jim wanted to eat (I could sense he gets lonely) so I went with him to Macca's. We talked about the game and about how I had gone to the casino. He revealed that One's father was a gambling addict which caused some trouble within the family. I wondered how he would feel if I revealed I was an addict.
He wanted me to go to his place to watch some NBA games, but I was kinda tired and just wanted to chill. I napped on the train a bit, then wandered around the city before deciding I still had time to go work on my game at the courts.
I went home, then went to the auto store to get a rag for polishing. I went down to the garage to polish my car a bit, as my dad had again scratched it - this time on the front right side between the wheel and headlights.
After that I went to the courts. Managed to find an empty one where I worked on my cross over and fast breaks. It felt good. It was still pretty hot, so it felt like a good workout. My legs are so tired now.
But I feel so good about winning. Just haven't won for a very, very long time. It's such a different feeling.
I bummed around at home and had a nap, waking up at about 2:00pm. I then decided to go do some work in the office so walked out there and got there by 3:30pm. I finished reading that goddamn 19 folder brief by 7:15pm and walked back home.
Goddamn.
Today I actually didn't get much sleep. I woke up at 3:30am and had diarrhea. I think it was all the strawberry milk I drank in the office yesterday. Ugh. So anyway, felt a bit crap as I woke up at 7am and got ready for basketball.
I met with Nick at Central, and then Bo on the train as he got on at Redfern. I was kinda hyped up for today's game, and had a bit of a speech prepared, but didn't want to let anything out before then, so was a bit quiet on the train, listening to them talk.
We went to Subway at Lidcombe for breakfast and then walked to the courts. I was surprised there weren't any 9am games. I was expecting a full team but forgot that David had said he wouldn't be here. Jackson didn't turn up even though he told Alex he was playing.
We were playing Kenneth's team. I really wanted to smash them. I really wanted to block him. I emphasised to my team that I really wanted to set the tone in the first five minutes, and that we needed to do 1-3-1 everytime we scored. I also said we needed to sub every 4 minutes. I wasn't sure how well that last part was going to work out.
Both teams got off to a slow start and we were down 2-5. I knew that all we needed was a bucket which would then trigger off the 1-3-1, and we didn't get that for a while. Even when it came to 1-3-1, a lot of the guys forgot. But when we executed it, it worked. Not as efficiently as I would've liked, but it did rattle them.
Towards the end of the first half, I was on the bench and watched as Carter drove baseline. He jumped up into the air and was doing a lay up when their forward (Mike) pushed him and he landed hard on the ground. Alex and I both got up and made a few steps onto the court. MJ slapped that guy on the back of the head (brilliant move, haha), but after making sure there wasn't a scuffle or anything, we returned to the bench. Could've gotten T'd up for that.
The substitution worked well, so I kept it for the second half as well. We were up by like 14-8. We furthered our lead in the second half, but I told them to lay off the 1-3-1 in the last 5 minutes which I think slowed us down and they caught up a bit, making the score look a bit more respectable. We won 29-21, but I don't think that accurately reflects how much in control we were defensively. Both teams had some shitty offense, but I think we'll get there with time. Most important for me is defence.
After the game, Bo and Nick caught a train back to the city. Jim wanted to eat (I could sense he gets lonely) so I went with him to Macca's. We talked about the game and about how I had gone to the casino. He revealed that One's father was a gambling addict which caused some trouble within the family. I wondered how he would feel if I revealed I was an addict.
He wanted me to go to his place to watch some NBA games, but I was kinda tired and just wanted to chill. I napped on the train a bit, then wandered around the city before deciding I still had time to go work on my game at the courts.
I went home, then went to the auto store to get a rag for polishing. I went down to the garage to polish my car a bit, as my dad had again scratched it - this time on the front right side between the wheel and headlights.
After that I went to the courts. Managed to find an empty one where I worked on my cross over and fast breaks. It felt good. It was still pretty hot, so it felt like a good workout. My legs are so tired now.
But I feel so good about winning. Just haven't won for a very, very long time. It's such a different feeling.
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