I know, I'm supposed to only do weekly updates...
But damn do I feel good. I played flag football last night, and wouldn't you know it, on the night of Game 1 of the NBA Finals, both teams show up for their games. 2 teams can forfeit on a night where nothing's going on, but during the Finals...they gotta show up. Anyway, there were only 5 people from my team that showed, but we got a 6th when this kid Zack (seemed to be a friendly stoner type) got drafted to our team for the day. So, that meant, we'd have to play 2 straight games with 1 sub, which was fine with me.
So I start playing, and I'm not feeling that normal "I gotta take a minute here...gotta..breath" feeling anymore. I was running at a reasonable pace. I'm not going to lie and say I was the fastest guy out there, because that's insane. But I ran my routes (for the most part) and got to where I was supposed to go on nearly every play. I even played defense, as a rusher, and tipped a pass. Now, it certainly is a small feat, but at the beginning of the season, I'd be lucky to make it within 4 feet of the qb. (You have to start 7 yards off, and the qb is in a 5 yard shotgun, so you got some ground to make up) But yeah, I tipped it...sure it ended up being a touchdown, but it was a personal achievement.
I scored the first touchdown of the games, setting the pace for win. I went on to grab a bunch more catches, and play about 3/4 of each game, and grabbed a couple more touchdowns. There were a couple passes in the 'dark corner' of the field that Marc had lobbed to me, but I just couldn't see the ball well enough to adjust in time. Ah well, can't win em all. No matter what, this is the most progress I've FELT since I've started this diet/quitting smoking, and I'm f'n psyched.
Oh, and we won both games. First one we won, (approximately) 42-20 and the second we won by slaughter rule, like 48-6.
And the Celtics won, and Paul Pierce made me feel like I was watching Rocky 1 when he came back out of that tunnel. I almost punched Angela in the stomach I was so excited, but instead we settled for high fives. And that KG double handed follow up DUNK off of Rondo's missed 3 gave me my first basketball boner since the mid 80's.
So I start playing, and I'm not feeling that normal "I gotta take a minute here...gotta..breath" feeling anymore. I was running at a reasonable pace. I'm not going to lie and say I was the fastest guy out there, because that's insane. But I ran my routes (for the most part) and got to where I was supposed to go on nearly every play. I even played defense, as a rusher, and tipped a pass. Now, it certainly is a small feat, but at the beginning of the season, I'd be lucky to make it within 4 feet of the qb. (You have to start 7 yards off, and the qb is in a 5 yard shotgun, so you got some ground to make up) But yeah, I tipped it...sure it ended up being a touchdown, but it was a personal achievement.
I scored the first touchdown of the games, setting the pace for win. I went on to grab a bunch more catches, and play about 3/4 of each game, and grabbed a couple more touchdowns. There were a couple passes in the 'dark corner' of the field that Marc had lobbed to me, but I just couldn't see the ball well enough to adjust in time. Ah well, can't win em all. No matter what, this is the most progress I've FELT since I've started this diet/quitting smoking, and I'm f'n psyched.
Oh, and we won both games. First one we won, (approximately) 42-20 and the second we won by slaughter rule, like 48-6.
And the Celtics won, and Paul Pierce made me feel like I was watching Rocky 1 when he came back out of that tunnel. I almost punched Angela in the stomach I was so excited, but instead we settled for high fives. And that KG double handed follow up DUNK off of Rondo's missed 3 gave me my first basketball boner since the mid 80's.
http://www.boston.com/sports/basketball/celtics/extras/celtics_blog/2008/06/gino_dances_in.html
Poor Gino... (Comment this)