i just shot 100 free throws. the last time i can remember shooting 100 free throws at one time, reagan was still in office.
scott lekovish’s driveway was the spot for free throws. we had a hoop behind my house on westside, too, and one at my dad’s place, but i think about being at scotty’s when i think about shooting free throws. the driveway sloped downward towards the street, so you were always shooting slightly uphill, and if you missed a shot, the ball rolled all the way across the street and into an empty lot. up the hill down the hill up the hill down the hill …
scotty … now there’s a kid who could shoot free throws. at basketball summer camp, he routinely went around 90%. kid was a fucking machine. he could also kick field goals off a tee like nobody’s business. i swear i’ve seen him kick a fifty yard field goal, effortlessly. he coulda been a contender …
me, i was always a hack … but i’m no better or worse at 34 than i was at 13. i just shot 54% from the line. that’s about what i remember i was good for in summer camp.
still felt good, though …
turning in all your papers and your grades finds you doing new shit, like shooting 100 free throws at dusk and finally mowing the back yard and flea bombing the house and having complete control of the jukebox at red star and drinking sazeracs with neil and watching the celtics come back from 14 down with eight to play and reading john sinclair on the couch and swimming laps at the rec and sweating your balls off in this fucking muggy heat, my lord! my lord …
it’s going to be a long, long, long hot summer, as far as my eyes can see …
Tags: lsuNo Comments
0 responses so far ↓
There are no comments yet...Kick things off by filling out the form below.