He goes by many names, this Robert David Quinn, Government Affairs Director for the New Hampshire Association of Realtors.
To some, he’s Bob. To others, he’s Quinny. Some call him Gibby, or Bob-o-riffic, or RDQ.
But to me, he’s just plain Jack Awesome. And tonight, he was there at the gym, deftly shagging basketballs and kindly not mentioning how tedious it is. He’s a good man, this Jack Awesome.
This was about the most consistent 1,400 ever. We had almost precisely 350 at a half-hour, 700 at an hour, 1,050 at 90 minutes, and 1,400 at the two-hour mark. It was almost as if Mr. Awesome knew exactly what he was doing the entire time.
So it was a good night of shooting, but a bad night for remembering. When it was over, I forgot to take the picture (thus, the accompanying photo of a mustachioed Jack Awesome in D.C. this past Spring), and forgot to have him sign the shirt. So he’ll have to come back to do both.
By the way, that’s 53,007 down, 946,993 to go to 1 million made foul shots.