Xpinionated

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In Haro, Spain, 2004, a 17 year old teenager is killed by a Spanish businessman.  The teen was hit from behind on his bicycle as the businessman sped through some campgrounds.  The teen was dragged for some distance.

A judge ruled that the man had technically committed no crime and as such no criminal charges were filed.  Fast forward to 2006, the businessman decides to sue the parents of the teenage boy.  He claims that they are responsible for the damage done to his Audi A8 and the ensuing car rental fees.  Yes, this man wanted the parents of the child he killed to repay him for his inconvenience!  Never mind that their son is dead.  Never mind that he did not spend a single day in jail though separate experts estimate he was doing 70 to 107 miles per hour…in a 55 mile per hour zone.  No his precious fucking car (excuse the language) needs Maaco and he shouldn’t have to pay!  The audacity, cold-heartedness, stupidity, assholedness of this guy! 

He has dropped the charges.  However, he did not show up to court fearing the publicity would amount to a public lynching.  Perhaps, a public lynching is what this bunghole truly needs!

On the 22nd, I posted about my worrries concerning my athletic prowess on the hardwood.  Just want to let yall know that I was killin’ ‘em the rest of the week.  Banking three’s (that I called) to win games, steals, blocks, the whole shabang.  My cardio still isn’t where I’d like it and I’ll be taking some time off due to catching lil man’s cold but the John’s Creek LA Fitness lunchtime basketball crew has a new found respect for this kid!

Last night, lil Man spent some time with the dudes.  Mrs Xpinionated had to help a friend in need which left Devin alone with me and a couple of friends playing video games.   You know he had to be having a good time because he was sitting in his high chair eating lasagne with his hands in his diaper.  Every man’s dream to eat some good pasta in your drawuhs with your hands while watching your friends play video games!!

Later in the night, one of my friends J was shooting Devin’s little basketballs (or trying to) into the little goal.  The balls landed over near Devin in the corner and J said ‘Devin, get those balls for me.’  Devin looked at him like I know you see me ridin’ my zebra!  Then J mimed shooting a basketball and being the smart kid my son is, he got up off the zebra, walked over to the balls, picked both of them up and proceeded to take them to J.  Attaboy!

Oh yeah…check out Devin’s new pics with his new haircut!  And first haircut for that matter

Devin’s Fresh Cut

I have been back in the gym for the past week playing basketball Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday last week as well as yesterday.  After yesterday’s performance, there are some things that are becoming ridiculously clear to me

1. The game may have passed me by
2. My body isn’t doing what I tell it to do anymore
3. My mind doesn’t seem to care about number two as much
4. In my youth, I may have relied heavily on my natural athleticism instead of actual skills.
5. Number 4 means the game has definitely passed me by
6. I am taking Aleve before playing basketball hoping to make me knees numb

If I’m not as skilled as I once thought I was and athleticism made me the hardwood threat that I know I once was, what does this mean going forward as my knees and lungs ache every time I play?  I’m hoping the lungs thing is just a matter of getting into shape.  But I fear the knee thing is just from years of hard work.   I don’t expect to dunk anymore by any means.  However, now the pains in my knees are in my head.  I don’t make the effort to jump unless someone has pissed me off — after which I revert to my twenties for approximately twenty seconds. 

I’m gonna give it another week of strictly ball playing, then I’ll alternate day to day between balling and lifting.  Maybe I can get these legs into something they once were.