It all began around 10:30 at night, when I decided to get out of my apartment for some fresh air. I had not left the apartment all day, and figured I would just go to the little park nearby for some stretching and maybe a few jumping exercises. So I head downstairs, but just as I get to the bottom I realized there were trash bags in the kitchen that I wanted to throw in the dumpster. I went back upstairs, got the trash, disposed of it outside, and headed over to the park. I did some stretches, proceeded over to the grass to jump a little, then reached into my pocket to change the song on my ipod. That is when everything fell apart. Continue reading “My Night As A Bum”
Category: Israel
updates, stories
Last night I went to fill my car up with ridiculously expensive Israeli gasoline, and I ran into the person who coordinates our community service events, which basically entail a few players going to a local school and playing basketball with the kids. He asked if I would come with him tomorrow to another school, and if I would inform my two other American teammates and tell them to come too. I immediately knew there was no chance my teammates were going to wake up at 9 in the morning unless explicitly asked by this guy, but I told him I would try. Lo and behold, I told them both about it, but come the morning neither one was waiting with me to be picked up. Continue reading “updates, stories”
rough first game
Well that went about as bad as it could have gone. Pretty much the exact opposite of my last real, fully refereed basketball game. I ended college on a high note, playing well and beating Yale on their home court. I began my pro career playing poorly a million miles from home, in a gym where the official attendance, as calculated by my careful counting (it didn’t take long), was 35. 35 people! Crazy. Thank god there were not more, because those that were there got to see one of the worst games I have played in years. Never have I been happier to not have people I know watching me play. Before I own up for my miserable performance, let me run through my litany of excuses: Continue reading “rough first game”
trip to the MRI
Instead of being able to play in my first game I had to use the map seen above to get myself to the MRI center at Rambam Hospital. It was drawn by one of the managers minutes before I left. Armed with those not-quite mapquest worthy dircetions and zero hebrew skills, it was bound to be an adventure. I asked before I left: “Well, if I get lost, I can call you right?” He gave a non-reassuring “Well, I will be at the game so I hope I hear my phone.” Fantastic. Somehow, getting to the hospital itself was not that bad. The one wrong turn I made was easily corrected. But, the drive turned out to be the least of my troubles. Continue reading “trip to the MRI”
Army Trip and Blender Troubles
For the first time in 9 weeks, I participated in a practice. Despite the fact that my knee didn’t feel 100%, it was still such a relief to be able to run up and down a little. My inner joy was clearly noticeable, because multiple people told me it was the first time they had seen me smile in months.
Today I was able to do even more, and my knee felt much better. I cannot describe my happiness in being back on the court. The last 2 months have been interesting and fun in certain ways, but for the most part being injured has made the whole experience pretty miserable. I am looking forward to finally putting all that behind me, and the goal is to play in my first game next Tuesday. Continue reading “Army Trip and Blender Troubles”
How I Incited a Brawl
Quick game update: We lost our first game by 1 and our second by about 20. I did not participate in either. My knee is not progressing as me or anyone had hoped it would, and I should be getting an MRI sometime this week.
On to the story of what happened today in practice. Because I have nothing to do at practice I get to do exciting tasks such as keeping score or tracking fouls. Generally I just stand there bored out of my mind and shoot during breaks. Today was a different story. Continue reading “How I Incited a Brawl”
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