Drinks with Thai and Brain
Wednesday
On Wednesday for Mike's team we played Machinas. We won rather easily. One of their guys told me they didn't want to win because they didn't want to end up in Division 1, so I'm not sure how genuine the victory was. I told Mike that if we won there'd be a chance we could end up in Division 1, and he was rather willy nilly about it as expected. Luckily for him, we are now in Division 2 after the split.
Thursday
On Thursday night we played The Rock. They were a rather small-ish team of Asians with one quick guard. We managed to lead for most of the game. With about 10 minutes to go, we were up by 14, and I was on the bench with Isaac and A. I was thinking about going on - I mean, could I really bust a 14 point lead?
In the next five minutes they caught up and now we were tied. Isaac said we should go on, so we did, but he also told A to go on. I got the ball and found an open lane, driving towards the hoop for what seemed like an easy lay up, only to clank it. Down the other end, they missed a shot, A got the rebound and then PASSED IT TO THE OTHER TEAM!
I got pretty annoyed because that's not the first time he has done that. And then to add to that, he deliberately falls down in a 'struggle' for the ball, as if to show he's trying hard, but all he's doing is taking himself out of the play. They took a last second jump shot. Alex Z went for the block, and I ran towards the guy but didn't want to foul him so kept my hands to myself and my feet on the ground.
The guy hit the shot.
We just had a total collapse and meltdown with a 14 point lead.
Despite how angry I was, a small part inside me told me that maybe this was the perfect 'loss'. We are now one step further away from making it into Division 3, and if you had to lose a game on purpose, you'd lose it with as small a margin as possible. So...mission accomplished?
Friday
On Friday I stayed back at work until 6ish. I then went to the gym and had another one of those 'massive' workouts where I did arms and chest on top of the usual bike and abs. My arms were so tired. After that I met up with Malay to pick up the rope ladder he got for me from Eastbay, we had a bit of a chat and agreed to meet the next day for jogging.
I then went home and spent the night playing Last of Us online against others.
Saturday
Met up with Malay at 6:30am for jogging. We did one lap of the park, walked a bit back to the street and then continued running till we got up the hill. I always seem to underestimate how hard that hill is. When I'm sitting at home, I think it's rather easy, but when I'm actually trudging my way up there on my last legs, it is so friggin' hard.
My plan was to go to the courts after that, but I got lazy and just stayed home playing Last of Us online. I reasoned with myself that I needed to rest my knee for the next day's game anyway.
I had a nap, and then met up with Thai in the city. He wanted to meet up for a drink, so I assumed he had something he wanted to talk about. Brain arrived shortly after, and he was the only one who hadn't eaten, so we decided to get dinner. Thai tried to encourage him to pick a place to eat, and he just didn't know, and in the end merely accepted a suggestion from Thai to go to Pepper Lunch.
The one on the main street was closed, so I led them to the one near Chinatown. For some reason walking through the city reminded me of Erica. Hmmm.
When we got to the restaurant, I thought about getting something small to eat, but in the end everything seemed like a full on mean so I just had a drink. I wasn't hungry, and I wanted to save some money.
I asked them what they thought we should do for Malay's birthday. We got talking about traveling around the world. Brain said he wanted to go but none of us did, and I said I might go at the end of this year and invited him to come along, although he has been to the US before. This led to us talking about how much info to put on our fb profile. I told him he could map out all the places he has been to, he said he didn't want to, and I said it would be a good conversation starter for girls. He just said he didn't like sharing that much info.
I was eager to see what Thai wanted to talk about, but thought we better leave it till later when he gets some alcohol into his system. So I just brought up some mundane topics, and when they finished eating we headed off.
Thai led us to this bar underneath KFC in the city. We took a table in the corner and I got the first round of drinks, Thai got the second round and Brain got the last round. We talked about a lot of things - girls, money and life. I think I really got Thai to open up when I asked them how they would rate their lives right now our of 10. Thai gave 5/10, and Brain gave 5 or 6 out of ten.
Thai said he rated it five because he felt like there were so many things he could be doing out there, rather than just being a husband, father and worker. One example was being a monk for a few weeks, as required by his religion. He wasn't complaining about his marriage or child, but he said he just had a really open mind to do a lot of other things. He also revealed to us that when he proposed to his wife's parents, he told them that he didn't have a job. He added that his wife annoys him everytime she brings up how independent she was before they married and how he lived with his parents until they married.
This obviously got us talking about living at home vs being independent. We came to the conclusion that most girls want 'independent' guys, even though that was unfair when for someone like me, I am wanting to save money and looking after the family's financial affairs.
We also talked a bit about ghosts, and Brain revealed that after his father passed away, a few weeks later while he was sleeping at his auntie's, he felt a hand touch his forehead and his brother also told him that night he had a dream about their dad. Thai told us how his bathroom door sometimes automatically opens by itself.
A while into our talks, I glanced over to my left where I saw two girls sitting there with drinks. I made direct, but brief, eye contact with a girl with short cut blonde hair. I immediately thought it looked like Natalie, but didn't think much else of it. I mean, what were the odds, right?
After we finished our drinks, we went for a coffee. It was my shout, and we talked some more, before finishing up after 10pm. When I checked my phone on my way home, Natalie asked if I was at the bar, so it turns out that was her! Damn, what a coincidence.
Today
We played Los Pollos today. I got to the game early for a shoot around. We'd be missing Jim and One, so it'd mean there'd be only three guards in the rotation - me, MJ and Isaac.
Despite trying to pump myself up before the game by reading Relentless and listening to 'Push It', I started the game feeling a bit lethargic, especially when we were down 0-9 in the beginning. Then we started to catch up slowly and tied the game at 9-9.
The game also started getting physical and a bit touchy, as they were trash talking us. I got a loose ball and was trying to run it up the court, but some guy fell a split second earlier trying to get the loose ball, and in a last feeble attempt, he tried to grab my ankle instead of the ball. I passed it off and thought about standing over him, but told myself not to.
At the end of the first half, one of their bench players was trying to drive baseline, but I slapped the ball away. He tried to retrieve it, and the buzzer sounded but he managed to shove me in the chest with his off arm. I walked up to him and said "hey don't push man". I was staring him in the eyes, and was expecting a confrontation, but he just roughly said "accident bro" and then I walked away to my bench.
At halftime MJ was saying to everyone to keep their cool. I knew he was right, but something inside me wanted to lash out at the other team and start a fight.
So the earlier incident had gotten me riled up a bit. I started the second half on the bench, and started questioning whether I even had the guts to go on. I guess a part of me was afraid. I kept telling myself "see how you feel right now? Try to grab it, hold it, and savour the feeling". It worked a little bit, but another part of me wanted to just stay on the bench. MJ signalled for me to come on at 15 minutes, so that was the decision made for me.
When I went back on, I decided to be the aggressor and pressed them a bit when they were taking the ball up, only to have them get scared and pass it off. They went up by five points, and then thanks to some nifty team defence, we caught up. Isaac got a crucial intercept which led to an easy lay up. I made a silly foul when some guy drove right at me and I took a swipe at the ball, fouling him and sending us into the penalty.
The game was tied when Mike tried to go for a Carter-esque intercept, and being a lot slower than Carter, arrived at the opponent a lot later and ended up stumbling into him, sending them to the line. That also got him fouled out.
We managed to get a three point lead. They went for a three in the corner. The ball bounced off the back rim and high up into the air. I was the only one anywhere near where the ball was coming down. I jumped up, grabbed it with both hands and buried it inside myself before being fouled.
Four seconds left.
I knew hitting at least one free throw would seal the game. I felt nervous as fuck as I headed to the line. Memories of missing two free throws in a previous game came to mind. Now a lot of people were standing around watching, mainly to wait for their game after ours.
I swished the first. Then I swished the second.
They called a time out. I headed to the bench and mumbled "mother fuckers". They ran a play for a three, which missed and we escaped with a win. When we went to shake hands, one of them was like "see you in the finals". Dumb cunt.
Earlier in the game, I had told myself that if we won, I'd reward myself by not having to go to the gym. But I went anyway. Winning that game meant that would give the other team extra motivation to get better. And I didn't want to laze around while someone gained progress over me.
So after vacuuming the house, I walked to the gym and had a massive work out. I did some grocery shopping and then walked home.
On Wednesday for Mike's team we played Machinas. We won rather easily. One of their guys told me they didn't want to win because they didn't want to end up in Division 1, so I'm not sure how genuine the victory was. I told Mike that if we won there'd be a chance we could end up in Division 1, and he was rather willy nilly about it as expected. Luckily for him, we are now in Division 2 after the split.
Thursday
On Thursday night we played The Rock. They were a rather small-ish team of Asians with one quick guard. We managed to lead for most of the game. With about 10 minutes to go, we were up by 14, and I was on the bench with Isaac and A. I was thinking about going on - I mean, could I really bust a 14 point lead?
In the next five minutes they caught up and now we were tied. Isaac said we should go on, so we did, but he also told A to go on. I got the ball and found an open lane, driving towards the hoop for what seemed like an easy lay up, only to clank it. Down the other end, they missed a shot, A got the rebound and then PASSED IT TO THE OTHER TEAM!
I got pretty annoyed because that's not the first time he has done that. And then to add to that, he deliberately falls down in a 'struggle' for the ball, as if to show he's trying hard, but all he's doing is taking himself out of the play. They took a last second jump shot. Alex Z went for the block, and I ran towards the guy but didn't want to foul him so kept my hands to myself and my feet on the ground.
The guy hit the shot.
We just had a total collapse and meltdown with a 14 point lead.
Despite how angry I was, a small part inside me told me that maybe this was the perfect 'loss'. We are now one step further away from making it into Division 3, and if you had to lose a game on purpose, you'd lose it with as small a margin as possible. So...mission accomplished?
Friday
On Friday I stayed back at work until 6ish. I then went to the gym and had another one of those 'massive' workouts where I did arms and chest on top of the usual bike and abs. My arms were so tired. After that I met up with Malay to pick up the rope ladder he got for me from Eastbay, we had a bit of a chat and agreed to meet the next day for jogging.
I then went home and spent the night playing Last of Us online against others.
Saturday
Met up with Malay at 6:30am for jogging. We did one lap of the park, walked a bit back to the street and then continued running till we got up the hill. I always seem to underestimate how hard that hill is. When I'm sitting at home, I think it's rather easy, but when I'm actually trudging my way up there on my last legs, it is so friggin' hard.
My plan was to go to the courts after that, but I got lazy and just stayed home playing Last of Us online. I reasoned with myself that I needed to rest my knee for the next day's game anyway.
I had a nap, and then met up with Thai in the city. He wanted to meet up for a drink, so I assumed he had something he wanted to talk about. Brain arrived shortly after, and he was the only one who hadn't eaten, so we decided to get dinner. Thai tried to encourage him to pick a place to eat, and he just didn't know, and in the end merely accepted a suggestion from Thai to go to Pepper Lunch.
The one on the main street was closed, so I led them to the one near Chinatown. For some reason walking through the city reminded me of Erica. Hmmm.
When we got to the restaurant, I thought about getting something small to eat, but in the end everything seemed like a full on mean so I just had a drink. I wasn't hungry, and I wanted to save some money.
I asked them what they thought we should do for Malay's birthday. We got talking about traveling around the world. Brain said he wanted to go but none of us did, and I said I might go at the end of this year and invited him to come along, although he has been to the US before. This led to us talking about how much info to put on our fb profile. I told him he could map out all the places he has been to, he said he didn't want to, and I said it would be a good conversation starter for girls. He just said he didn't like sharing that much info.
I was eager to see what Thai wanted to talk about, but thought we better leave it till later when he gets some alcohol into his system. So I just brought up some mundane topics, and when they finished eating we headed off.
Thai led us to this bar underneath KFC in the city. We took a table in the corner and I got the first round of drinks, Thai got the second round and Brain got the last round. We talked about a lot of things - girls, money and life. I think I really got Thai to open up when I asked them how they would rate their lives right now our of 10. Thai gave 5/10, and Brain gave 5 or 6 out of ten.
Thai said he rated it five because he felt like there were so many things he could be doing out there, rather than just being a husband, father and worker. One example was being a monk for a few weeks, as required by his religion. He wasn't complaining about his marriage or child, but he said he just had a really open mind to do a lot of other things. He also revealed to us that when he proposed to his wife's parents, he told them that he didn't have a job. He added that his wife annoys him everytime she brings up how independent she was before they married and how he lived with his parents until they married.
This obviously got us talking about living at home vs being independent. We came to the conclusion that most girls want 'independent' guys, even though that was unfair when for someone like me, I am wanting to save money and looking after the family's financial affairs.
We also talked a bit about ghosts, and Brain revealed that after his father passed away, a few weeks later while he was sleeping at his auntie's, he felt a hand touch his forehead and his brother also told him that night he had a dream about their dad. Thai told us how his bathroom door sometimes automatically opens by itself.
A while into our talks, I glanced over to my left where I saw two girls sitting there with drinks. I made direct, but brief, eye contact with a girl with short cut blonde hair. I immediately thought it looked like Natalie, but didn't think much else of it. I mean, what were the odds, right?
After we finished our drinks, we went for a coffee. It was my shout, and we talked some more, before finishing up after 10pm. When I checked my phone on my way home, Natalie asked if I was at the bar, so it turns out that was her! Damn, what a coincidence.
Today
We played Los Pollos today. I got to the game early for a shoot around. We'd be missing Jim and One, so it'd mean there'd be only three guards in the rotation - me, MJ and Isaac.
Despite trying to pump myself up before the game by reading Relentless and listening to 'Push It', I started the game feeling a bit lethargic, especially when we were down 0-9 in the beginning. Then we started to catch up slowly and tied the game at 9-9.
The game also started getting physical and a bit touchy, as they were trash talking us. I got a loose ball and was trying to run it up the court, but some guy fell a split second earlier trying to get the loose ball, and in a last feeble attempt, he tried to grab my ankle instead of the ball. I passed it off and thought about standing over him, but told myself not to.
At the end of the first half, one of their bench players was trying to drive baseline, but I slapped the ball away. He tried to retrieve it, and the buzzer sounded but he managed to shove me in the chest with his off arm. I walked up to him and said "hey don't push man". I was staring him in the eyes, and was expecting a confrontation, but he just roughly said "accident bro" and then I walked away to my bench.
At halftime MJ was saying to everyone to keep their cool. I knew he was right, but something inside me wanted to lash out at the other team and start a fight.
So the earlier incident had gotten me riled up a bit. I started the second half on the bench, and started questioning whether I even had the guts to go on. I guess a part of me was afraid. I kept telling myself "see how you feel right now? Try to grab it, hold it, and savour the feeling". It worked a little bit, but another part of me wanted to just stay on the bench. MJ signalled for me to come on at 15 minutes, so that was the decision made for me.
When I went back on, I decided to be the aggressor and pressed them a bit when they were taking the ball up, only to have them get scared and pass it off. They went up by five points, and then thanks to some nifty team defence, we caught up. Isaac got a crucial intercept which led to an easy lay up. I made a silly foul when some guy drove right at me and I took a swipe at the ball, fouling him and sending us into the penalty.
The game was tied when Mike tried to go for a Carter-esque intercept, and being a lot slower than Carter, arrived at the opponent a lot later and ended up stumbling into him, sending them to the line. That also got him fouled out.
We managed to get a three point lead. They went for a three in the corner. The ball bounced off the back rim and high up into the air. I was the only one anywhere near where the ball was coming down. I jumped up, grabbed it with both hands and buried it inside myself before being fouled.
Four seconds left.
I knew hitting at least one free throw would seal the game. I felt nervous as fuck as I headed to the line. Memories of missing two free throws in a previous game came to mind. Now a lot of people were standing around watching, mainly to wait for their game after ours.
I swished the first. Then I swished the second.
They called a time out. I headed to the bench and mumbled "mother fuckers". They ran a play for a three, which missed and we escaped with a win. When we went to shake hands, one of them was like "see you in the finals". Dumb cunt.
Earlier in the game, I had told myself that if we won, I'd reward myself by not having to go to the gym. But I went anyway. Winning that game meant that would give the other team extra motivation to get better. And I didn't want to laze around while someone gained progress over me.
So after vacuuming the house, I walked to the gym and had a massive work out. I did some grocery shopping and then walked home.
