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When Reese was a wee little lad and a wee little lad was Reese he received a heavy duty plastic basketball goal as a present. It was used off and on for a while and has sat out in the yard for the last few years.
The weather has been spectacular the last few days and the kids, for some reason, began to play with this old basketball goal. I’ve since joined in the fun and we’ve playing some challenging games of P-I-G-S. It’s basically a game of “horse” using the word “pig” and the “s” is for the mercy shot you receive each and every time you miss your last shot. What can I say? We just play for the love of the game.
We are playing basketball on a child’s toy basketball goal propped up as high as it will go with a soccer ball. Let me tell you, it makes for some difficult and creative shots.
And now a flashback: When I was in high school I used to go out to our driveway and play basketball and we had no basketball goal. I’d play and shoot at the imaginary basketball goal on the roof. I was a pretty good shot. Made a basket pretty much every time. Someone from church came over one day and saw me doing this and must have taken pity on the poor son of a preacher man. The next day we were given a brand new basketball goal and backboard. We found a pole, dug the hole and the rest is history.
You should have seen what I did to get a car!
So please, help stop the MARCH MADNESS. These preachers kids need a better basketball hoop. Make a donation today to the WRAY stop the MARCH MADNESS fund. Because a child’s basketball future is a terrible thing to waste.
Ok. Put us down for ten Swiss Francs.
Be ye warmed and filled……..
I think you’ve gone (March)mad(ness) since you changed your blog pic.
BTW РThe years I spent shooting at our “roof” as a boy honed my skills for our annual “Beat the Chuckster’s Record” contest at Greg’s. Are you up for the Long Beach Challenge again?
is that goal sitting where the pool/hot tub is (was?). There’s a lot of sports going on in that part of the yard. I hope you have the EMS number handy.
James has a hoop like this. The problem is that whenever the weather is nice enough to shoot baskets, it’s nice enough to play whiffle ball.
For some reason the song “I don’t wanna grow up” is going through my head….
You’ve sunk to a new low…
Randy, don’t listen to Sandra. I’ve known you to go much lower than this!