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On the Courts 2

A very long time ago, I wrote about some adventures on a basketball court. Well, I randomly decided to go that same basketball court recently, and ... here I am, writing another blog post.

First of all, those older gentlemen were still there. And they were still heaving half court shots with wild abandon. I wrote that blog post roughly 4 years ago, and they were still there when I stepped foot on that court recently. Based on how comfortable they were running around there, I'm assuming they've been doing this pretty consistently since I wrote that first blog post. Think about that: they have been heaving half court shots just for grins for 4 years straight. That, my friends, is what winning at life looks like.

I immediately noticed them when I got there, so I chuckled to myself a little bit. However, this time, I noticed a few extra details. For example, one of the guys was wearing white gloves. We're not talking Michael Jackson sequined gloves or anything, but they were white gloves nevertheless. So this guy was shooting half court shots in style.

As it turns out, a couple of the other guys also happened to have gloves on, and I quickly realized that they didn't want to get their hands dirty. After all, you're bouncing a ball on an outdoor court. It is bound to pick up dirt and other grime from the ground. These guys solved that problem by throwing on some gloves. Who cared if that impeded their ability to dribble the ball? They were there to goof off and get some exercise, not to play competitively.

Well, almost.

At one point, some younger guy showed up. He must've known these guys, because he shot around with them a bit. He then challenged one of them to a game. I don't know what they were playing, but they were definitely playing against each other. I actually wasn't paying much attention at that point, but it vaguely resembled H-O-R-S-E. I couldn't quite tell what was going on, but from the glimpses of the game I saw, it wasn't exactly super competitive. But the older guy didn't care. He laughed it off, and he kept right on keeping on.

And as soon as the younger guy left, he went right back to heaving shots from half court. I didn't see any hook shots this time around, but there was still quite a bit of merriment to be had. This only doubles my conviction for this item on my bucket list: sometime after I retire, I will heave half court shots without a care in the world.
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