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Brooky03
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Start that! Or just any pick up stories in general.
I got clothes lined once in an organized Y league. And I mean LITERALLY, purposely clothes lined. NO FOUL CALLED.
What happened was it was my first time signing up and figured, due to past experience, I should sign up for the C division. Little did I know that was for the "old guys". I'm 31 with juice left in the tank so I had a pretty easy time getting around guys to score. Guy had had enough I suppose. I knew something wasn't right if I was able to carry my team to a "championship". To date I've had like 2 winning seasons of organized basketball going back to elementary school. Basically the Sacto Kings from 05 to current. Needless to say I went up a division next session.
I was never much of a basketball player (5'6" 145 at 18yo). Stopped playing organized hoops when I got to high school and stuck to football. But I enjoyed pickup games and held my own, pretty much on conditioning/athleticism alone. Didn't (still don't) have a jumper.
Anyway, I got fat and lazy practically as soon as college started. Fast forward to 25 years old and I found myself losing to 14 year olds at the Y. Not even the big, 24/7 basketball playing 14 year olds. The standard ones. Lost a lot of respect for myself lol [cries inside].
The rare times I get on the court now, I look for a similarly short-ish fat-ish guy and hope we can just chill at the 3 point line and launch bricks. Almost took a swing at a guy who missed with an intentional elbow because he didn't like that I wasn't just letting him back me down in the paint. Decided instead to politely tell him to never do it again.
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