Having already participated in six of these rebounding sessions, early this week he agreed to a seventh — Thursday — and despite my wishy-washy scheduling over the course of the last few days (“7, no 8:30, no … 7:30”) and despite his feeling flu-like, there he was, ready-willing-able.
And while he actually felt flu-ish, I looked it. Not the best shooting performance, but maybe the worst. I guess there has to be a worst sometime, right? And the good news is that even with Chris feeling lousy and me shooting lousily, we put up 1,400 made foul shots, which is 30 more than we need to average to get where we want to be by Veterans Day 2011. So thanks for being there, buddy … a fine, fine friend indeed.
We got home at something like 10, and after an hour well-spent with The Beautiful Heth, Chris slept on The Beautiful Couch, and …
… this morning, there we were at 5:30, C-Nic ready to go to work — doing that Esquire thing — in downtown Concord, and me over my Cheerios getting ready to shoot. Pembroke hosts a quarterfinal tournament game tonight, and in order for Noah and me to be there, it was necessary to get the hoops taken care of early.
So it was back to Annette in the driveway, where it was probably the best outdoor shooting session yet. A little wet (good grip), not too cold (35-ish?), and absolutely no wind to speak of … perfection. In an hour and 14 minutes, there were another 1,000 in the books, for a total of 173,507 down, 826,493 to go to 1 million made foul shots.
See you Saturday!