I'd watch Larry Bird on TV and then go outside and shoot hoops.
I'd also go outside and shoot birds, but that's the subject of another blog.
We had a telephone pole on our property
* spit...p-ting! *
and my Dad built a backboard out of wood and attached a rim to it. I remember deliberating with him about it and asking him to put it below 10 feet so I could try to dunk. He hung it at like 9.5 feet and I could barely dunk this little mini ball.
Look at how I could sky back in 1986:
I don't know where I am going with all this. I guess when I watched pro basketball on TV it was back when the Celtics were really good. I loved the Celtics, especially Robert Parish and Kevin McHale. They'd get to the NBA finals and play the Laker and I hated the Lakers. The Lakers were this flashy fast-break type of team and the Celtics were a bunch of pasty-skinned guys shooting fadeaway bank shots. They were very different styles.
Well, I still hate the Lakers. Largely because Los Angeles isn't near any lakes.
And, I've been tuned out for oh, the past 18 years or so, but I like Paul Pierce and I still like the Celtics.
So, let me just wrap by saying: 2008 NBA finals, Celtics vs. Lakers, game 1 tonight.
Oh, and Go Celtics!
Bye.
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