The last shot, part 2

February 26, 2008

So I decided to write the story and show a different video this afternoon. 
So here’s the end of “the last shot.”

As you might recall, the ball was inbounded with 6.1 seconds left.  I grabbed the ball thinking that I would dish it off and decided instead to heave it to the basket from about 4 feet past the 3 point line.  It fell just short, clanging off the rim, and I ran towards the ball.  The ball flew toward my teammate Tim, who was guarded on all sides, and threw it back to me.

I shot the ball, and the ball fell through the hoop without even the slightest of touch to the metal.  If the net had a wider mouth, it would have gone through without touching the fabric too.  We jumped up in celebration.  And I was a hero once again!

But my foot had been on the line.  Which meant that the shot did not count for three points, it counted for two points.  And we lost 41-40.

So enjoy this video.  It’s 5 minutes, and you have to watch the 5 minutes to get the full effect, but I do admit that I laughed as hard as I’ve laughed in a while.  Thanks to Ragamuffin Soul for sharing this with me and his readers.  The funny thing is that I’ve sat under preaching that’s not too different from this.  Amazing!  Enjoy and have a great night!


The last shot

February 26, 2008

Yesterday’s lively discussion about the Link was great, and I’m pumped about some great ideas we now have for the future of this amazing event.
Billy had some thoughts on the service and the Link you might want to check out.

And now, an interesting story.  Yesterday afternoon Carie and I had some extra time, so we hung out and chilled.  It was a great time!  We went out together because I had a basketball game in the evening.  After our mini-date, I headed for home to get changed and go play some basketball for my team that has been beaten by 40 and 20. (But we’re getting progressively better). 

The game started out as both of the others had, with the other team not being able to miss, and our team not being able to place the orange spherical object in the horizontal metal hole.  But slowly but surely, our team came together, and we began to dominate post play, which really helped our guards get out on their shooters and they were shutdown from about 5 minutes left in the first half until about 10 minutes were left in the game.

The problem was we still couldn’t hit a good amount of our shots, and so the game remained close after we had come back from an 11 point deficit.  One of the brighter spots in our game was the awakening of my good friend Scott Herzig.

The man became on fire, draining layups and 3 pointers in a beautiful display of basketball marksmanship not yet seen by our team this year.  Our low post guys, myself included, communicated and did a great job keeping the ball out of the middle for easy shots, then when our guards shut down their 1 or maybe 2 shooters, life was good.

We went up by 3 with 2 minutes left in the game, then we forgot how to win, because we continually gave the ball back so they could attempt to get some shots off and foul shots.  We did this by means of travelling, fouling, turning the ball over, and (yours truly) grabbing the ball and allowing it to slip out of our hands and to the other team. 

Eventually we found ourselves in a position where we were down by 3 points with 6 seconds to go,and all of their 6 points were from foul shots (though they missed about 10 during the same time period).  I was totally reminded of this story.

The ball was inbounded to me at half court, and I was going to pass it off to Scott, who no doubt would have put the ball in the hole to win, but he was well-covered.  So I took the shot from about 4 steps past the 3-point line and with about 4 seconds on the clock. The shot was just short and I ran inside to help with the rebound.  This was unnecessary however as the rebound went to Tim, my teammate, who lobbed it back out to me.

I had no clue how much time was on the clock, so I dribbled, took a step back, and launched what would be the last shot of the game. 

This afternoon on my afternoon video blog, I’ll tell you what happened.

tca-ballers.jpg  I’m the tall one in the middle.  My best friend in high school, Clay, is the second to the right on the front row.  This year, our team went 18-3. Good times!

TCA Cheerleaders The Cheerleaders at my high school.  Someone had put this on a facebook account.  Holy early 90’s!

  tca-jh.jpg  Let the “Wonder Years” jokes begin.  January, 1988

Until next time… < The last shot, part 2

Holy Cross Women

Last night, Carie convinced me to go with her to the mall to pick up some curtains for the house.  This action was definitely going to make me late for the game I was supposed to be attending that evening.  First of all, my game was cancelled because of weather.  I was supposed to be playing an 8:50 pm game in Rutland.  So because of that, I decided to go see the Holy Cross womans team play Army.  It was #1 verses #1, and they were playing to see who was still going to have that title.

Brian Wilson attends Fellowship Church and is an assistant coach of the Holy Cross team, so occasionally I’ll go watch some games.  They say if you want to know how to play basketball the right way, go watch a women’s Div. 1 game.  So last night I did, but Carie and I showed up late.

I listened up til halftime on the local radio station that broadcasts the games, and the Crusaders (HC) were down by 6, having been down by as much as 9 earlier in the game.  They were like 6 for 23 near the half.  When we finally walked in the Hart Center, the Crusaders had taken a one point lead and the fight was on in the 2nd half.

Back and forth the two teams fought.  A 3 pointer here. A layup there.  Foul shot after foul shot.  I was really impressed with the quality of play of both teams in the 2nd half, on both sides of the ball (For you who aren’t real big sports fans, that means offensively and defensively).

For a while, from about 5 minutes to go, until about 2 minutes to go, the scoring was scarce.  I began to notice a disturbing trend, however, on the HC side of the ball.  They held a 5 point lead for several minutes toward the end, and they could have built that lead up, except they kept missing their free throws at the end of the game.

Finally, Army took a lead with (check this out) 0.6 seconds left in the game.  Time Out – Holy Cross.

The ball was on the sideline after the timeout, and both teams began to move.  Holy Cross with the picks and Army with the defense.  On the far side of the court, Ashley McLaughlin set a back pick for Laura Aloisi, who moved toward the basket.  The person inbounding the ball threw what appeared at first to be an overthrown ball to McLaughlin, but in reality, was a picture perfect, Tom Brady (pre-superbowl) like pass to Aloisi, who happened to be right in front of the basket.

Now games like this often make me think back to days of yesteryear, when I was lighter of foot.  And I was reminded of this game in 8th grade, when our junior high team was playing a team that we always liked to beat.  We were down by 5 one particular game with 14 seconds to go when I dribbled the ball down the court, and shot a successful 3 pointer with 3 seconds to go to only be down by 2.

We took a time out and everyone congratulated me, and it was all good, right?  So we planned this amazing defense and went out to the court.

The problem…I thought we were down by 3.

On the inbound pass, the passer, threw it immediately to me in the center of the key, and all I had to do to tie the game was go up (wide open) for a layup. But since we were down by 3 (or so I thought), I dribbled out to the 3 point line.  Actually, I walked out to the 3 point line, and got called for travelling. Game over.  Thanks for your help Marty.

Back to the Holy Cross game.

Aloisi had momentum.  A lot of momentum.  Too much momentum. So when she grabbed the Tom Brady-like pass, she had a wide open layup that she threw up into the air, and the ball hit the back of the rim and bounced on to the other side.  No good. Game over.

I felt so bad for her and the team.  For the most part, this was their chance to play in the big dance in March.

But the beautiful part of any sporting event and competition is this:  It’s really not the end of the world, its only the end of the game.  And tomorrow there will be another one.  And in that, who knows?  Maybe the ball will not have so much momentum and wil drop in instead of going long…

Or perhaps I won’t get called for traveling.

Until next time…

The Truth might come out.

February 4, 2008

Uh – oh, you better watch out, you better not videotape.  This is from one of my favorite writers, sports and otherwise, Gregg Easterbrook.  What do you think?

Sunday Morning Recap

February 4, 2008

Wow!  What a day it was in New England and at Fellowship Church.  As usual, I’ll start off with Fellowship Church on Sunday, February 3, 2008.

*I’m starting to think that most people in our church really enjoy waking up later than earlier, but that’s okay, I still like the warm smiles of the 9:30 attenders.

*I need to give a major shout out to our production team of Jack, Kara, and Phil, who did an amazing job on during both services on Sunday morning.

*I woke up at 3AM in a cold sweat, then was at the church preparing for the morning at 4.  You might say I wasn’t comfortable quite yet with the service.

*So we’ve had some great music in my time here at Fellowship (almost 9 years), but on Sunday was the “tightest” our music has ever been.  The band was amazing.

*”Lean on me” started off the service, and I thought some people were gonna bust out with their lighters.

*We continued our series focusing on authentic community called “The ATOM bomb” where we discussed the T, called Transformation.

*Spiritual Transformation occurs in our life, when we listen to and are influenced by other people in the context of intentional relationship.

*The songs were “Lean on me”, “My glorious”, “Holy is the Lord God Almighty”, and “Let me sing”

*I co-led worship, and preached twice.  Way too much for one morning, but I loved every second of it.  You have to do what you have to do.

*In the afternoon, I slept.

*Carie, Jessica, and I went to the Van Ripers for our super bowl party.  Had a great time, and I probably drank too much soda.  And by probably, I mean definitely.

*I don’t know what to say about the super bowl, except I rooted for both teams at different times throughout the game, and really, really enjoyed watching the game.  It was one of the best I’d ever seen, as far as super bowls go.

*I’m unlike most people around here, I like the Mannings, so I’m glad for Eli, but please, don’t let him do every commercial possible.  This would make me not want to watch football anymore.

*I also started a new book yesterday.  John Grisham’s new legal thriller, “The Appeal.”  More info as it comes.

Until next time…

Doing too much?

January 29, 2008


I am so sore, as you can see here.  Last night I had my first official basketball game in 14 years.  So let’s say the highlight of my game came in the 1st minute when Someone passed me the ball down loe and I backed my defender up, then shot a turn around over the 6’6″ giant who was guarding me. It went in.  2-0, our only lead in the game.

After that, there was not much to say, other than my team, otherwise known as the town of Paxton, was beaten 82-43, or something like that.

Afterwards, I was going to go get a Big Mac, but decided to call my wife and see what she was doing.  She didn’t answer, so I drove home and all the lights were out, so I concluded that she had gone away with her sister shopping or something.

So I went to play Volleyball.  I played until 9:00 pm, and won 3 games by a total score of 63-25.  Now that’s better.

This morning I woke up at 5:30 and my body begged me not to get up.  “Don’t do it”, it whispered in the annals of my mind.  But I did it, and at this point I’m glad i did, though I really am very sore.

It’s gonna be an amazing week my friends!  Let me know what you’re doing to make it eventful.

 Until next time…

So I’m finally 30, huh?

January 15, 2008

So the engagement of Mark and Nicole from Sunday is  now on You Tube.  What a great time that was! If you have about 3 minutes, check this out! 

I have nothing really exciting to say today, and I’m not really in the mood to write.  The only thing I’ll say is that last night was supposed to be my return to playing basketball in an official capacity.  I have decided to play in a 30 and over league for the town of Paxton.  I can feel myself getting older and decided I wanted to play in an official league again.  However, last night’s game was cancelled because of the snow storm that cancelled virtually every school in Massachusetts yesterday morning.  We got about 10 inches, but there were several places that went over the foot mark.  Uuugh.

So I guess the world will have to wait for my reignited emergence into the basketball world again.  I haven’t played in a league since my 2nd year of college, which we’ll say was in the middle 90’s.  Games are on Monday nights, which means for a few months I’ll be missing the Monday night volleyball escapades, but I think it will be worth it.

Until next time…