Having spent the past afternoon in the sun in a public square with a friend, only for the sake of two other friends who had joined by chance, I came home in high spirits around 7 pm. I was in such a good mood that I decided to continue with the match that started at 1.30 am. I said to myself, “I finish around 4 in the morning.” “I think I can handle that.”
At the break, I went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. I took my smartphone with me. I was into some kind of silly gallows humor. It reminded me of the time I took A-levels, back to school after passing an apprenticeship.
We had four pre-set advanced courses that we had to pass written exams in. I knew English and German would not be a problem. I also know that economics won’t – I just passed an apprenticeship as a bank employee, after all. But I knew I was going to have a hard time with math. But any good decision I would have paid very close attention to in math classes was over before my first week in school was over.
To prepare for the math exam about 1.5 years later, me and some of my classmates formed a desperate case study group like the rest of us. A few days before the exam, I burst out laughing, realizing that this probably wouldn’t work. I started making jokes about math based on the little basic knowledge of math I had. A classmate joined. We did that a lot for the rest of the day. And to this day, I think that’s what drove me to pass the written exam, and even do surprisingly well on the oral exam that followed.
Back to my balcony. My mentality: silly. Because Tottenham scored only 33 points in the first half. And they were less likely to win this game because I would have passed my math exam. While smoking a cigarette in a ridiculous mood, I did what I often do in such situations. I started writing some BS that I dreamed about in my smartphone. (This way, writing responses to Facebook posts I never sent, I’ve accumulated 652 drafts over the years in my email account.)
“Guys, we have a special plan for tonight,” coach Bob told his players. “Something I’ve wanted to try years ago, but never did. Because we’ve had that habit of winning for over 20 years. Which we’re trying to get back, you know, but we haven’t gotten there yet. And we won’t get any closer if we win tonight’s game. I’ll explain to you in the off-season. Well, if you are still contracted then.
Anyway, here’s what we’ll do: When we’re in possession of the ball, please make sure we either turn the ball over or take bad shots. You can choose, but please don’t roll. No easy baskets. As for defense, our opponent is not as powerful as the last of us. Which means we may have, to a point, to be inactive on the defensive end, so the Bills won’t know what hit them when they find out the game is out of reach before the end of the first quarter – outside of our reach.
As for me, I’ll fire myself early in the second quarter. I’ll be angry. So much so that it would be impossible for the referees to give me special treatment for a 70-something coach who has racked up over 1,300 career victories. If you see me gnawing at the rulers while heading toward the exit, all is well. No silly ideas if that’s the case. No hottest, no trying to get back before we lose safely. Understood? “
This is what I wrote last night on my balcony. Then I went to bed. I watched the second half this afternoon.
- The concept of tanks in the context of basketball in the NBA is not black and white. I also do not believe in the concept of “invisible tanks”. Honestly, I’m not even sure what the term means. I would say that the concept of tanks in the context of NBA basketball comes, sorry for the wordplay, 82 shades of gray. I suppose every NBA franchise starts the season trying to win. But a number of franchises reach a point in the season where winning is no longer a top priority. Last night, we saw one team clearly trying to play a game of play. This is logical. Although he hasn’t played a game this season, this team has the obvious first choice to build on. She also has a choice of number two or three. The other team, the San Antonio Spurs, may have less ambition to do play. They have a group of talented young players. But they can only be considered one of three key players on a rival team. It is still unclear whether this man was the first, second or third choice. But it’s clear that the San Antonio Spurs need to improve their chances of getting more than one such player. Which is why they get to a point in the season where winning really isn’t a priority anymore. That’s pretty much all there is to it. They’re not the worst team in the NBA because they only scored 33 points in the first half. But they are a team that will only be cannon fodder in the upcoming qualifiers. I’m sure they didn’t lose last night’s game on purpose. And I’m pretty sure my intro text over-interpreted Bob’s eye blink comically. Most of all, I’m sure you don’t have to worry at all about the way last night’s match went.
- Speer didn’t have a particularly good game last night. One thing I loved seeing, though, was that Dejounte took eight times, almost twice his average, and made three, more than twice his average. It was somewhat similar to Devin, whose offensive contributions some might find disappointing since he became a starter after Derek’s departure. However, going three out of seven from beyond the arc is basically what I hope he can average going forward. Because Tottenham are still not good enough in terms of three-point shooting. More players will have to go the Keldon Road. Maybe Joe Weiskamp could be a rotation man in the future? Kudos to him three times from five attempts and 11 points in 19 minutes of play.
- There’s one real meal prep from last night’s game. It is really very sad. I said in the comments section this week that in order for Looney to have a guaranteed contract extension, he would have to keep up with numbers from his last 13 games in the remaining 12. Seeing him limping off the field was heartbreaking. I wanted to put my arms around him and say, “Future spur or future elsewhere, future all-stars or future bench man, out of this world performance or in your head – I don’t care. You’re good or you’re good. And I feel you.”