We had two games of basketball yesterday, 15 minute halves, standard rules apply.
The first game we lost 30 to 13. A Saint rolled his ankle in the first two minutes. We had no idea what we were doing. Complete opposite of water polo where we actually had some confidence.
The second game we lost 24 to 10. We succeeded in scoring 0 points in the first fifteen minutes. Another Saint, Sean, hurt his knee and was carried off by the trainer. This is the same Sean that rolled his ankle really bad last week in practice and probably shouldn't have played.
Maddie and I took him to the emergency room and I got my first taste of the health care system in Australia. In the public realm, everything is covered. We were there until 2:00am. He had x-rays taken and was referred to a general practitioner. Hopefully it is nothing too serious. It's sad because now instead of limping on one leg, he now has two bad legs. Poor bloke.
Needless to say I do not plan on playing "America's game" tonight; these people here think that all Americans are like Kobe Bryant or Michael Jordon. No no my friends, I will not be fulfilling any basketball heroics in Oz, my apologies (although I did play under #22, claiming to be one under Jordan's #23 because I am good, but not that good...this clearly happened before the game started). I do not see the need to pay $15 to get destroyed physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually, and economically. Also, I need to get some sleep because I have to wake up at 3:30am for my field trip to Orpheus Island this weekend. So excited...but so tired. Cheers.
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