Post by Demetra Katsaros on Jun 2, 2009 22:50:00 GMT -5
Damn. And I thought he was out of luck when his first shot didn't go in, much like mine, but the second one earned him points without a sweat. "Two points," I called after it slid through the hoop and bounced to the ground, right into my outstretched hands. "But this time I'm not going to let you get the rebound."
I checked the ball with him again, then ran toward the basket, this time positioning myself a little bit closer than before. Okay, I was much closer. But hey, I was five foot two, so I needed to give myself some handicap (I'm not really sure how else to put it). I tossed it up, and again I missed. Crap. In fact, this time it didn't even hit the rim or the back board at all, just flew right over. Utter crap. "Looks like I need a bit more practice," I joked. "Good thing you were here with a ball, or else I would be stuck in this rut of no skills forever."
I checked the ball with him again, then ran toward the basket, this time positioning myself a little bit closer than before. Okay, I was much closer. But hey, I was five foot two, so I needed to give myself some handicap (I'm not really sure how else to put it). I tossed it up, and again I missed. Crap. In fact, this time it didn't even hit the rim or the back board at all, just flew right over. Utter crap. "Looks like I need a bit more practice," I joked. "Good thing you were here with a ball, or else I would be stuck in this rut of no skills forever."
