Dad and I were out the door at 6:20 this morning to get to Concord and shoot at Bishop Brady High School, where old buddy, great guy and Brady A.D. Fred Vezina met us to open up the gym and (nice surprise) help out on the rebounding end as well.
I love everything about this gym. It’s old school … no frills, with warm (not headache-inducing) lighting, no paint in the lanes, not a single volleyball (or any other sport) line on the floor, firm but fair rims and a net that makes that wonderful “CLICK” sound when you drive it right through the heart of the hoop. Lots of tradition in that gym, too. Green banners of champions past covering the walls. Felt good, and hey, being at a Catholic school on Christmas Eve makes sense, doesn’t it?
As for the shooting … as good a rebounder as Dad is, always a plus to have an extra set of hands to take up the other side of the key, which is exactly what Freddy provided (plus, he counts every other 50, which makes for a nice mind vacation). So we cruised to 1,600 before 9 a.m., the last 15 minutes or so while the Brady varsity boys got ready for practice, probably curious as to the details regarding this clown who was hanging out at their foul line in their gym with their athletic director. The introductions came afterward.
And to that end, some potential exciting news: Coach Rich Penney was interested in getting his team involved in the project, so I’m hopeful that we’ll be putting together a Saturday afternoon of foul shots with the Giants as an HFH fundraiser. Details to come. Thanks, Coach!
That’s 56,807 down, 943,193 to go to 1 million made foul shots.