Basketball 9/21

• I got burned several times by someone wearing a ‘Got Ginobili?’ shirt.
• I made zero shots.
• My brother and I ran into each other. He was either setting me a screen, hoping I would set a screen, or wondering why I was in the way.
• My best play was a monster block (by me) that led to an easy fast break layup (by me), only to find out that someone had been fouled before the block.
• Also, this conversation with my mom

  [9:49:18 PM] Mom: How was your game?
  [9:49:37 PM] Patrick: good
  [9:49:46 PM] Mom: Won
  [9:49:49 PM] Patrick: lost
  [9:49:56 PM] Mom: Haha

Role Models

Everyone feels down about themselves at one point or another. At times like that, one needs a role model. I have mainly focused on two people for inspiration throughout my life. For me, Kobe Bryant’s stern, unwavering, ice cold demeanor in the storm of trouble is a beacon of light for emulation. Eminem’s brilliant ability to shrug off negativity and recover from drug addiction is straight up dope. If you were like me and chose these two people as role models, I’m here to tell you that you chose the wrong people.

Look at what Eminem looks like now.

Scary.

And look at Kobe Bryant’s victory cheer.

He looks more like the village idiot trying to attack the basketball with imaginary axes than a basketball player.

How the mighty have fallen. Any suggestions for new role models?