The Great Plotnik

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Everybody's A Little Slower...



Everybody is perhaps a bit wider than he used to be, though Laban is still a terror in the middle and Sherlock did hit the winning shot in Game Two? Three?


Bobby still defends with his stomach and Rico hasn't lost too many steps.









Cadillac still has that smile.  And Plotnik still has his headband.





The Dream Team that was assembled for game one, consisting of Cadillac, Plotnik, C.J., Laban and Sherlock appeared to be unstoppable. They were. They couldn't stop anybody. They lost by an unspeakably large margin.


A younger Plottie wouldn't have even noticed the cold and fog of an early Saturday morning, but now -- after you lose your first game and if you miss your next free throw and have to sit out one more game -- that's it for the hip flexors and the knees say Nuh Uh.

He hates playing like an old man, but oh man he still loves to play. Nothing has replaced it. All the guys say the same thing -- even when they don't play at all for months at a time. There's still nothing in the world like it.

And it's really good to hang out with the crew. Laban says late August for the next one, which probably means November. But whenever. Plottie will be there.





1 Comments:

At 12:16 PM, Blogger mary ann said...

great ~ you guys all look terrific, truly

 

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