Was playing basketball at NZ’s place yesterday evening, and I was reminded once again of how incredibly dumb some people (i.e. mostly stupid kids) could be. It was a sortof winner-gets-to-play-on system in groups of 3, and like everything else in life, the good and bad were evened out. I had this guy in my team who was fairly acceptable, and one other moron who literally left me speechless.
Just like another other team sports, bball is more about getting the ball to the free man most of the time. This stupid kid would only do two things whenever he got the ball:
1. Release a disappointing three pointer which would invariably miss.
2. Try to pass the ball to the other guy, who would almost always be guarded.
3. Pass the ball to me, since I was unmarked and ready to do whatever.
Notice that I struck out the third option; I did say two things, remember? 🙂 We were on a winning edge the first few matches, so I didn’t really say much. As the games continued, I gradually noticed that he would only do either A or B, and I was thinking “tmd, cannot be this kid so stupid right, don’t even know how to play bball properly.” So I ended up testing it over and over again during the games.. and man was I right.. he was an idiot who would only mumble “sorry” when his three pointers didn’t score (which was about 100% of the time.)
.. all that went through my head was “sorry for fcuk?!” Walao eh, if you’ve the guts to apologise then do something about it la, instead of apologising and making the same stupid mistake again like two minutes later -.- Accept that your shooting sucks la, walao eh.
That aside, it was more or less a boring process of playing with kids the rest of the time. You don’t know how bad it can get when you’re teamed up with people who don’t know the meaning of co-operation, sigh. And I got some additional ‘decorations’ from the games; three bleeding scratches on the back of my left hand. The adrenaline shortcircuited the nerves though, and I only noticed them much later.
In consolation, we had a last game against some other Chinese nationals which wasn’t too bad anyway 🙂 The Chinese team were more or less outclassed against NZ, me and some other guy, quite a fun but quick game.
NZ was trying to teach some other guy how to get the ball properly in the paint while playing 2 on 2; the inner bball coach in him talking I guess 🙂 The poor fellow got worn out during that game though, trying to score and keep up with me. *scratches head* Sounds a little arrogant isn’t it? Hmm.. it’s just a matter of simple maths actually. I’ve been playing for almost nine years, and the other fellow’s prob not even hit two yet. Therefore conclusion = outclassed again.. too bad for him.
In retrospect, I haven’t even realised that I’d been playing that long. In comparison with NZ (who started playing the same time I did), I hadn’t had any formal team training at all. Prob that’s why he’s much better technically, and I’m still fumbling about finding ways to improve. It’s lucky we’re quite different in roles 🙂 He’s usually the de facto passer and shooter while I’m the one who tries to get the ball in, since my passing and dribbling aren’t up to par yet ;p
For me, basketball is exceptionally fun when you can move about with the reassurance that the ball will come when you call for it. Of course, gotta reciprocate that trust by getting the ball in, but I don’t always pull that one off so oops 🙂
Be it passing, defending or attacking, the element of challenge is always there.
Will my pass get through just in time for the teammate to score?
What will the opponent do next, and how should I guard him?
Given the situation now, what openings are there for me to attack?
Do I continue charging in, or pass the ball before I get bogged down by the defense?
A thinking game, and split-second decisions to be made; how absolutely thrilling 🙂
Enough of this, I can almost hear the snores of those non-bball fanatics ;p Save the hardcore raving for another night, grins.