Breaking the Mile High Wall!

I’ve been playing my cousin’s weekly game on a not-so-weekly basis lately, and I haven’t been performing up to par.  Of course, a lot of it has to do with the fact that my cousin is much more addicted to basketball than I am (which is no easy feat), but that’s not all.  

See, the court they play on is an indoor, wooden job.  At the penthouse.  The windows provide little air to breathe, and the altitude doesn’t help, either.  Now maybe it’s all just imaginary, but I’m always gasping for air whenever I play that place.  As a result, I’ve never been able to pull off my standard high-glitz-high-blitz offensive game.  At least not until last night.

My mantra the whole time was just shoot the damn ball.  Don’t worry about passing or pissing off anybody.  Be a ballhog, and do what you do best.  And I did.  I killed everyone.  Now these guys are REALLY good.  In fact, I’d say more than a few of them are better than me overall.  But nobody shoots like the KING, baby!  I lead my team to two victories, both in situations where we were the underdogs.  I was selfish, I was selfish, but I was also unstoppable.  And I just knew I was born to play this game.

Next up, a TAKING BACK FRIDAY update.  Peace.