While the kid had his violin lesson this evening at his school, I went out and shot hoops for as long as it took. Hits vs. Misses, all shots from beyond the foul line in any direction. When the kid came out, I was up 42 to 37. After we started playing HORSE, a couple of athletic young folks, a guy and his girlfriend, invited us to play a quick game to eleven, two on two. Make-it-take-it. The Kid made most of our points, but I hit the winning shot from out near top of the key. Swish. Nothing but net: 11-8.
Of course, the guy on the other team wanted his girlfriend to take most of their shots. He probably could have beaten us one-on-two. He was that good. But still, it felt satisfying. I think the last time I played an Actual Game was in the Ford Administration. Made me want to do more. Which is ludicrous, since I’m overweight, pushing 61, and gifted with the leaping ability of a culvert. Still, I played, made rebounds and put up shots that went in; and that alone felt good.
A 67-year old man from Japan is on the Olympic equestrian team for 2008.
He’s not fat, though. But neither are you. So yes, there’s hope. : )
Mamet says that at 60, he’s in better shape than he’s ever been in (thanks to his whole martial arts thing).
21 and Around the World are my hoop-shooting games of choice. I can’t leap and I’m too short to be useful in a game, but nothing stops you from practicing shots. Think about it… if you practiced for 15 minutes a day for one month, you’d be amazing.
Except for the tendons. The muscles come back fast, but the tendons take their sweet damn time…
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