So yesteday I went to Greenlake. I bet you're wondering, why the hell would you go there?? @_@ There are bums a-scattered, hostile athletes running about, and impeach-bush-ralliers galore. Well, my parents wanted to go to a park they haven't visited for a while so my dad came up with this suggestion. I can't remember the last time I went, but I do remember riding in one of those boats where you have to pedal your way around, which was somewhat cool. This time, I was actually interested in going, not because this is where Bruce Lee used to run a couple miles each day, (my dad says that every time... u_u;;) but because I had heard of the notoriously stupefying skills of Greenlake ballers, who's skills come close to matching those of other street ballers in other balling cities. What luck, I found a group of guys playing in an indoor court there. And man were they good....... XD It was hella intense to be able to watch all them use the moves that you thought you could only find in Harlem. Dunks here and there, along with the occasional alley-oop. For this baller who's only been able to watch the NBA and play with asian and white guys, this was almost a dream come true. No, I didn't play with them. Considering all of them were probably over 6'3 and over 170lbs, some even doubling my size, I didn't think that day was a good day to die. My dad on the other hand, who feels like the balling guru, starts talking about how this is the stuff you're going to have to eventually play against and get along with. @_@ right... Maybe the day I'm 7'6, play for the Houstan Rockets, and apart of the Chinese Army... I guess for now, my next balling feat will be playing against varied college students at the UW IMA.
Oh, and if anyone's still interested in playing bball with me friday nights, they are welcome to do so. Just gimme a call or IM me =D Grub time.
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