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”
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”
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”
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”
In lieu of still being hurt and having nothing to say about basketball, here’s the story of how I finally got my own car:
First, a little background. When I originally signed my contract I was under the impression that I would have my own car and my own apartment. Apparently when a contract says “will make available an apartment and a car” it does not mean you will get your own apartment and your own car. To the upper management, making available meant giving me an apartment and car to share, which is not the end of the world, but I have previously written plenty on why my specific roommate could potentially make this a living hell, which of course he did. Continue reading “The Time I Stole A Car”
Soooooo, slight setback out here. I was coming off a pick and roll and making a move toward the basket when I was fouled, causing me to slip. My entire lower left leg bent inward as my knee slammed into the ground. Needless to say, it hurt.
I hopped up and off the court cursing, furious that I had to sustain an injury at such a bad time. My immediate post trauma treatment consisted of the old guy who fills our water bottles brining me two ice cubes in a plastic bag and some saran wrap. That’s about as good as the care gets out here. Then the manager tried to get me to stand on one leg to determine where it hurt, and it took a lot for me to not snap at him. I then had to take a 30 min drive just to see the trainer, who used one poke and one twist to make his diagnosis of the problem. (both of which caused shooting pain) It literally toke about 10 seconds. I asked if I needed an MRI, and he assured me that I did not, and that he has seen this injury a million times. Great. Continue reading “Setback”
Be warned that this blog will most likely be littered with run on sentences. For some reason all my papers in college would inevitably consist of about 10 long, rambling sentences in which I would try to cram all of my (ill though out and researched) ideas.
I don’t really know why I started writing like this. Maybe its because I never really have a clear outline of what I am writing, so I just kind of put my thoughts down as they come. I also think it takes less work to just throw a comma in there and continue your thought rather than put a period and be forced to think about the daunting prospect of creating intelligent transitions. Thus, the papers in college that I wrote at the last minute were never of the highest quality. Continue reading “First Days in Israel”