Tonight a bunch of guys from work decided to band together as brothers on the basketball court and take on a group of formidable foes in a MWR sponsored 5-on-5 tournament.
Our group consisted of many folks who had not played basketball in quite some time. And here we were going up against a bunch of guys that looked like lumberjacks. I could only guess that they were civilians because most of them had scraggly beards. But these guys could play.
I’m kinda glad I warmed the bench to start the game. Our team quickly found itself down 18-0 after a slew of turnovers and bad play. But myself and Maj. Keefe came into the game, and I promptly missed my first three-pointer. Totally unheard of in gym night at Lakeside Church (ask Tyler, Chris or any of the guys, I can shoot the lights out from distance in that gym). Salinas banked in a 3 and we were down 18-3.
After some more crappy play on our part, our attention turned to enjoying the experience and seeing what positives we could take from it. The scoreboard read 25-3 when Lewis missed a layup, the lumberjacks got the rebound…and suddenly I stole it from them and laid the ball up….
….bounce, bounce, bounce, boing, roll, bounce, IN. My first 2 points. Next trip down the floor I swished a mid range jumper to make it 25-5.
Things got more interesting later, but we still lost 37-11. It was horrid on the scoreboard, but if you factor in that we dug an early 18-0 hole within the first three minutes of play, I think we did alright. In Lewis’s words after the game, “All we needed were 13 more baskets to tie.” Good guy. Helped me realize that some games are just unwinnable and it’s good to have some fun even though you’re getting your butt whipped.
And all the people watching the game applauded us for continuing to play and fight, as scrappy and rag-tag as we were. We held our own and showed up to play hard for 30 minutes, and lose with dignity.
We’re legends in our own minds, baby!!!
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