Sometimes....I hate people.
Was supposed to lift chest/tricep tonight after a rec league game I got invited to but...not going to happen.
Showed up at tip off and warmed up...came in slighlty warm with 14mins to go in the first half. Promptly airballed a 3 in the corner. Ok...that sucked but whatever lol! Drive left next possession...go up...get my arm ripped off the ball, try to spin it off glass on my way down with the right hand...no call. This makes me slightly not happy. Figure thats how its going to be so at the 12 min mark I decide to drive again and go through contact for a layup. Yup. Get hacked...no call. Doesnt matter, make the layup this time. Drop a 17ft step back jumper off a crossover and come out at the 11 min mark.
Spend the rest off the half and half time finishingmy warmup lol!
As we start the 2nd half up 41-37 I hear the guy im guarding (and vice versa) say to his teammates "gimme the ball, I can take him...hes not that good".
Alright. I actually size the guy up, about 6'2/215lbs, not fat but not athletically built. just stocky. No real handle or jumper from what ive seen. By now...im apparently incensed enough my team can see it lol! I get the ball to start the half. NBA range 3....wet. Come down...grab a defensive board. Coast to coast for a finger roll.
I can feel it now... Over the next 9 mins we extend the lead up to 21 points...I have 4 3s. A couple layups and another mid range jumper. Blocked his shit 4 times and basically taken him out of the game. I feel fantastic. At the 8 min mark I hit him with a snatch back cross that left him turned around and lost. I decide to shoot the 3 left handed and bury it. I figure this is enough so I sub out and watch from the bench as my teammates keep the lead around 25-26 points. I figure Im done for the night until one of our guards steps on a guys foot and rolls his ankle.
I come back in with one goal...dunk on someone. I get it two possessions in and throw in a baseline one hander semi clean on a secondary break. Next time down the guy from earlier switches back onto me...i hit him with a hesitation move and go baseline and im 2 steps in front and thinking easy slam...yea...not happening. As im going up i saw him jumpwith his arms towards ME, not the ball...knowing i was completely defense-less I tuck the ball down and am thinking reverse layup maybe depending on how hard he hits me. Wrong again...dude fucking shoves me in the hip/low back area and launched my ass out of bounds (years of bball instinct took over and i tried to meekly flip the ball iver the backboard lol..i missed)...anyway...i landed quite awkwardly and tweaked my lower back apparently. Didnt realize this til i got home and started stretching...at the time I was more interested in trying to get past my teammates to beat this guys ass (or try to lol). So hear i am...typing while laying on a heating pad. Fuck.
We won obviously. The last min was uneventful. He got ejected. Blah blah. Im gna be major pissed if i cant deadlift tomorrow.
