With our two hours having gone and 1,800 in the books, I told Mr. Ray Duckler that had to be it for the night. The boys had friends over, and I was due home.
To which Uncle Ray looked into the camera and said, “Let the record show that I was willing to stay all night!”
It’s true. He outlasted me. But as I told him, I’ve still got, like, 900,000 foul shots to make, and I’m hoping to be married at the end of it. Pulling an all-nighter at the gym on the night of a sleepover at the homestead would seem counterproductive to that goal. He said he understood.
The effort itself was phenomenal. Ray was energized, and I was shooting pretty well, so we actually made our 1,800 with a few minutes to spare on the two hours. Thanks for the great work, Uncle Ray.
As for the numbers: Yesterday I said I was hoping to get to 100,000 in four days with something like 1,700 Saturday, 2,300 Sunday, 1,500 Monday and 1,500 Tuesday. With tonight’s effort, we’re 100 ahead of that plan, which is a good place to start.
To be specific, we’re now at 94,807 down, 905,193 to go to 1 million made foul shots.