Team

Apparently I'm a member of a basketball team now.  Last week they had a bye, but I thought they had only invited me to play once because they needed extra people.  But now they want me to come back every week.  The strange thing is that the one who brought me in, my friend Joe, dislocated his finger at the beginning of the game tonight.  He says they fixed it after a few hours of waiting at the hospital, and he carried it like a champ, but I feel really bad for him, because he plays serious volleyball too.  We had to play without him, and we didn't have any subs either, so we had to play the whole 40 minutes full court without rests besides a couple timeouts and halftime.  The other team was better, so even though we somehow managed to stay tied at the half, they pulled away.  Joe was our tallest guy and probably the best shooter on the team, and without him they beat us on the boards.

Even so, it felt great to run around and exercise.  It's not about who has a higher score.  It's about making your heart beat faster.

Right now I'm very happy that my fingers work just fine so I can type this.