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!
Well, June looks like an awesome month. I am super exited. I went to work from 9-5 Monday and then went to basketball camp at ACA. Man, all those kids need so much work on all the fundamentals its not even funny. Its liek starting from Zero, and although I have learned a lot with how to start teaching, I have not learned everything. I had to keep working on the kids with their shooting over and over again and it was nuts. Its pretty lame and you cant get much lower, but I have to learn and this gives me great hand on experience as its only me and Coach Long here. Tuesday was much better than Monday. The kids new the drills we were doing and all of them were night and day difference! Their dribbling is so much improved it is amazing! YOu would never have thouht they had just started to learn to dribble! Over all it was a really fun camp for me to teach in. I cant wait to do the one in Michigan.
Another thing is that the Moody/Callalen game was just announced this Monday morning to be played at Whataburger field so I had non-stop calls all day asking about it. I hope it doesnt hurt my riding lessons. Last Thursday I regristered at www.coastalcycleacademy.com to taking the riding courses held there at Whataburger field from June5-7, Friday through Sunday to get taught on how to ride a bike safelty and to not have to take the riding part of my liscence exam. And I am going to take it with Austin Arce. So yea, I will be packed, from Monday to Sunday, all fun in the sun. Loaded with Basketball and Bikes, it cant get much better than that...
Thursday was a nutty day. Got to Whataburger field at 8:30am. From 9-5 I sold tickets non-stop, literally non-stop. I sold 2,211 tickets and made over $10,200 dollars myself. Overall we sold over 17,000 tickets in one day with 5 of us working and over $54,000 in cash alone. Dang. We sold out of the thursday game at 1:58pm. We sold out of Friday´s game at 6:40pm. For the record, I was the only one who called that both games would be sold out. no one else beleived and and thus told people we would not soell out. But we did and they were surprised and people were pissed, but i expected it haha. I was exaustd.
....................................................... MORTICYCLE FUN
Friday I had my first motorcycle class and that was really cool. At first it felt really guetto with all the poeple in it but then it felt good. Arce was super pumped. I was super pumped. Today we wernt from 6-9:30pm int he classroom only learning about the bike and correct procedured and pretty much the basics. Covered 3/5ths of the book. It was exciting!
Saturday I was soo pumped! I staed the night at Arce´s house and got up at 6:30. We left at 6:45. You can tell how excited Austin is at getting up that early.
We drove to the gass station there by the park to grab some grub and energy drinks and went to the parking lot. I was so exited to see all them bikes out! I got this funny helmet and with my shades I looked like a cop haha. I got the cool black biek that was the only black bike in my section.
Austin in the Silver Bike Tehre were two sections and we had austin, me and big Dan which was really cool and this dude from california who was older and owned a sweet cruser and another older guy who had a nice harley and was also very nice. And we had this girl who was terrible at riding bikes and I have no idea why she would come out here. She just seems out of place. The epidemy of a coprus christi hispanic lady. Terrible. But my groupw as aweosme and everyone had silver bikes but me and apparently the black bike had an easier time changing gears than the silver. And I did really good. Austin semi dropped his like 2 times and stalled all the time. I stalled once. The girl dropped it like 3 times. But I kicked butt and it was sweet. Confidence, baby, thats all it takes.
We rode all types of test manuvers and it was really good. I was getting really comfortable ont hat thing. Then we had a break and me and Asutin and another random dude went to this pizza buffet place by A&M Corpus. We got back to the classroom 10 minutes late and exausted and sunburned...well, jsut me on that last one. We finished up the book and after me telling people, we took the writtene xam and I would have made 100 if I didnt switch the definition of T-CLOCS and some over FLICS or something. Pfff. So yea, 48/50 thus 96%. Pretty good. Then me and Arce left super tired but super exited. I got back to my place and chilled and slept like a baby.
Check out the sunburn
Sunday morning Austin woke me up at 6:03am and then I drove to pick him up at 6:40 and we heard Wendle and Yakin to the place. We got here early, jsut us and the instructors. Then on the bikes and after a warm up that was very necessary, I took off and it was so much fun. We did some more tests. The box figure 8 was really tough for me. Had to remember to have a sharp head turn and to turn the handles AND lean AND counterballance. AND to take my time fully engaged in the first gear. Pretty tough but I was glad I made it without dropping. Also had the racing line turn and swerve and stopping fast and stopping in a turn and going over objects ect.
Change of helmets-full face
But in the end of our excersises, the cool older man who had a harly stopped after one of the last ones and stopped next to our lady and then his foot got caught on the only 500 that was in our section and in his attempt to get his left foot uncaught, he leaned to his left and since he was trying to jump off, his leg got caught in an ugly manner and that heavy bike broke his leg good. His tibia was puncturing his skin. Nasty. Sucks hard cour. He probobly wont ride that harly of his for 2 years. Dang that sucks. So the firetruck and the ambulance came took him for good. His name was Paul I think. Lord bless him. Then we finished up the remander and then took the test. i was really confident, I admit. The first 2 were the box figure 8 and the swerve. The figure 8 I did weel but not as well as one of my practice ones because my head was not turned all the way which I needed to do. But I coudlnt see the line I was supposed to stay within very well adn one of them was a bit round so I missed 5 points on that. The thurd test was the hard stop. THe girl was right behind me...big Dan, me and then her 123. But when she stopped after the swerve she killed the bike after not doing a complete stop. Then moving it she killed it again. Then she dropped it. I had to pick it up for her so that she could get back on. THen She couldnt start it. Then she killed it again. I have no idea how she passed. She should have failed. She should have causet eh rules say if you drop, you fail. Heck, she even scored higher than me, goodness gracious. Shows again how tests mean nothing. Or very little. The last tet was the fast racing line turn and I couldnt see the blue line but since I was afraid of getting too wide I eased off on the 2nd gear a little, never let go of the trottle but eased just a bit and I got 6 points off for that. Pfff. My two errors were due to lines I could not see. And so I missed 11 points. Yes, I got an 89, a freakin 89. I was very upset. Very upset. She said I did good but I said not good enough. The frekain lines. She said herself they were hard to see,a dn if they are hard to see for her, I cant see them Yo! I told Austin he did better than me on the test. He was like naw, I couldnt ahve done better. But then he got a 92. And he began to brag aout it in my face hard core and rub it in. Pff,f the freaki lady got a 92 too as well. Garbage. But whatever, I did the best within my abilities and that is all that maters. ...and it was fun
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!
