real work

anyone else felt the exhaustion after monday's games?  i have sore quads this morning.  quads.  wutup?

even though i find that surprising, i'm not complaining.  that only means i got some muscles worked out.  i really didn't expect that result.

also, welcome back, mike.

also, we play tomorrow.

more for your money

cary mentioned that i hadn't been providing enough in the emails.  so, in order to make sure you are all getting your money's worth, here is an email with plenty of words to ensure that it's right.  i think you all are quality people who want to get the best investments.  that's why this email will make you all happy.  it full of words.  lots of words.  they make sense too.  not just random ipsum generators.  who wants that anyway?  and who reads latin?  and who would read random latin?  i know the language is dead, but how about a latin generator which could string words into phrases that actually make sense.  don't they have those for types of engines for spam email content?  not in latin, because let's face it, the...latins...didn't have email way back when.  if they did, this ipsum stuff might be considered a joke among them.  but seriously, if our random word generators were less random and more constructive, perhaps they might be smart enough to have conversations via email.  and if it could understand a reply and then generate another reply, it might continue to increase its learning to one day become self-aware.  then we have that whole terminator scenario on our hands.  yikes to that!   since we can predict that outcome with this type of discussion and know from movies how that would end, we can put a stop to it by just not wasting any time programming coherent word generators and just come play some hoops tomorrow morning instead.

how's that for money's worth, cary?

 

oh, yeah

...see you tomorrow morning!

el gato

welcome to friday hoops.  didn't get enough running wednesday?  no worries.  get some more in tomorrow. i tried to keep this from you, but the cat's out of the bag.  (not a real cat or bag.  no animals were hurt during the drafting of this email.)

see ya!

bring extras

we play again tomorrow.  monday was great.  i felt very exercised.  (mike, hope your back has loosened up.)

in case our cage is still locked up in the storage room, bring your own basketball so we'll have some extras to warm up with.  i have a pump if we need to inflate.

 

mlk it for all it's worth

martin luther king jr. had a dream, but we have an open court.  it is a place where you can make all your dreams come true, as long as your dream to dominate the rim against a bunch of 30 and 40 year olds (with a dash of 50-somethings to "season" the mix).

same time as always.  extra games are bonus.

i know what you're thinking

"are we playing hoops if it snows?"

i think you all know the answer to that is a big OH-YEAH.  i will be there no matter what opening the gym for the game we love.

"but what if knox county schools are closed?"

i got your school right here...and it's in session.

"the hill in my neighborhood is all ice/my neighborhood is a skating rink."

turn into the skid.

see you there.

at a loss

i feel at a loss for words today.  i can't come up with anything to say.  except, of course, we meet tomorrow morning like usual, and...

LIVE FROM NEW YORK, IT'S SATURDAY NIGHT!

 

keeping the resolution

keep that new year's resolution to burn all that fat and stay exercising by showing up tomorrow for hoops.  didn't make any such resolution?  you can still play with us.  i know at least one other person who will be there early to stretch out.  you can show up too.  (it's free!)

week 1, day 3

dunno about the rest of you, but i've found it strange to keep track of what day it is this week.  factor in a short week since monday was time off and then the previous weeks off for vacation, and the days just don't seem like themselves.  but thanks to all of you who have kept the numbers good over the holidays.  attendance is unpredictable and can be chaotic.  and i believe i'm starting to see a dent in working off the christmas snacks.  so, it's all looking good.

i'll be glad tomorrow is friday.  you will be too.  see you dark and early.

 

magnet

some people think bill is very competitive.  but that's not true.  he's very mild mannered, relaxed, indifferent to scores and challenges.

but you might ask, "why does he get hurt so much?  is he in the wrong place at the wrong time?"  no, that's not it either.  the real answer is magnetism.  he is a magnet for pain.  more specifically, his face is a magnet for elbows.   it's a strong attraction.  no matter where he is, elbows fly toward his face.  it happens so often the official term for his injuries is "elblows."

but he recovers well.  he's dabs his face on his t-shirt and keeps going.  nothing can stop him.  nothing's gonna stop him now.

he'll see you tomorrow.

happy goodyear

2012.  the end of civilization as we know it.  or as the mayans knew it.  of course, their civilization died out so long ago that they snuck out of the end of the world party like a bunch of cowards.  sheez, couldn't even wait around to see if their predictions would live up or if they jumped to conclusions over a faulty counting system.

i know they gave up too soon, but we're just getting started.  come start your new year in a happy way by playing basketball. you might feel like the mayans when we're done, but isn't that why we play?

see you then.  you have plenty of time before the world ends to get in some good games.