So we had basketball tam camp and I was the assistant coach to Coach long. It was going to be pretty fun and I would be able to do my thing. So Fridya came and I Woke up early, went to the gym, packed, and got to campus to leave with the basketball team. Coach rented a E-series big white van and we drove it all the way there. It was super hot in San Marcus, over 104 not including real feel. We played our first game and won. That was really nice. We were able to sub people in and our and still have control of the game. The other team was a 1A. The second game was not in the pracice facility but in the main stadium, which was pretty ugly. They finished constructing it the year before Coach Long went there to school. We played against this team that didnt have very much sportsmanship because they pressed the entire game, even if they were up 40 or 50. Rediculous. Then we ate at jack in the box and elliot was complaining already. I was having a good time and then we crashed. I was in room 442, carlos in 445, and skunk was in my dorm room.
Saturday was really long. Woke up early and showered. Wentto eat with the team. Really by but not super hot because it was in the morning. Then we ha our first twofames. Did terrible in the first and better in the second. Lost both. Then lunch and that was fun. It was super hot again. We lost the other two games but whatever. Our boys were really tired. When we got back to out rooms we had an hour off so I slept the whole time with skunk and his friends in the room with me listening to winsin and yandle on my iPhone. It was a very needed one hour nap. Then we had dinner and I had this aesome taco salad that was really cool. Then I was feeling good. So the two hour break that we had I took off running to the gym and played basketball in the practice facility like I did at crisler and I loved it. I was just sinking everything and three after three and shot after shot. I was making all of them at will from the top of the key right infront of the three line. I also made my free throws like none other. I made 12 in a row, then 17 and finally 30, my new record. Man, I'm darn good now atthem free throws. I don't even have to think and they go in and even when I do think and put a lot of pressure and see all them high school kids looking at you and yelling "miss!" I still made them. It was a bunch of fun, especially since everyone thought I was a college player with my gear on. I got back and showered and then we took off.
When I got there I talked to the concession dude which apparently was an assistant coach of the Texas state team at age 25. He was a manager at ut el paso and then a grad assistant there. An then went somewhere else fir a litlle and is now here. He was really estatic about being at Michigan and a basketball manager. He said to meet as many peope as I could and make them connections. He also said that if I could do video work, I could get a job anywhere, cause veryone hates it and few can do it. That might be my ticket in. Imagine getting starts at Michigan? That would be amazing. The dudes name is chris judge ad he gave me his card and saaid to keep in touch.
first of the last 2 games we started the youngest ones and they played the whole first half. We got enielated. They neededthst but they were really scared. It was like 32-2. Second half we beat them 16-14 and it was a good game. That was in the main stadium. Then we went to the other stadium and did really good. We were down by 19 with 7:15 to go, we ha a quick time out an then a made a come ban and almost won in regulation and then went to sudden death and lost after some heated noncalla and a jump ball and the whole thing and they made a lucky shot at the end. We should have win but whatever. The boys are tired ad going to bed.
SUnday we had the tournament. We lost our first game against our ins city rivals, IWA, and then beat the team we lost last night at the very end. THen we drove back adn the boys were really tired but I had a good time. Successful? For sure. We came in hoping to win 1. We won two. And I got to coach and really saw some action there on the bench and I had a lot of experience and a lot of coaching, and most importantly, am leaving with connections and a good memory with being with my brothers and my old basketall coach. By the way, on the trip back Coach Long finally figured out that I was colour blind and he explained "No wonder! That makes all sence! I used to yell at you when you would throw the ball to the other team and now it makes all sence! I feel so bad now." Hahaha. Gotta love it!
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