Our church basketball league has started up once again. I’m not a captain this year due to the wonderful bundle of joy but I did get on a squad. The league has moved from an indoor gym to the outdoor courts at Christ Fellowship. The baskets we’re using are double rims so to say they are unforgiving is an understatement. But the court is wider and longer then the ones we played on last year and that’s a good thing. I haven’t touched a basketball since the season ended last year so I was pretty rusty during our first game. I missed my first two shots and had three turnovers. I don’t know what it was but I couldn’t find the handle. (Lack of practice?) During the fourth, I watched my squad close a six point deficit to two from the sidelines. I got back in the game with sixteen seconds left and we were down two. Russ made a shot from sixteen feet and missed. The ball took a long rebound and fell into my hands at the free throw line. I took the shot and rattled it home. Game tied 32-32, 3.6 seconds remaining. We dominated the OT period and won 36-32.
So to say I’m pumped about being the game hero is an understatement. I’ve been on cloud nine for the last fifteen hours. I guess life is a lot like being a shooter. You got to keep heaving it up even when you’re throwing bricks. Eventually, you’ll land a big one with 3.6 seconds left.
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