Hey everyone,
Check out my post on Day 1 of the Combine 360 at IMG Academy in Bradenton, Fl on Slam Online
Combine 360 Day 1
Monday, October 4, 2010
Combine 360 Day 1
Hey everyone,
Check out my post on Day 1 of the Combine 360 at IMG Academy in Bradenton, Fl on Slam Online
Combine 360 Day 1
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Combine 360
Join me this week at SLAM Online, as I travel down to The IMG Training Academy in Bradenton, Florida. I will be getting a first hand look at a new training system collaborated on by both IMG and Under Armour entitled “Combine360”. While there I will be talking to several notable professional trainers, former athletes and nutritionists. Follow my daily journal as I am put through different stages of the workout to determine how strong my gag reflex truly is.
I will be tweeting all updates at Waiting4Godunk
Friday, September 24, 2010
HHR
Hey all,
Check out the new post this week at
Hugging Harold Reynolds. Not to beat a dead horse (too late) but this post is AGAIN about the D-League.
Enjoy!
HHR: More on the D-League
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Stressful Week
Sometimes you need a horrific loss, just to remember what a win feels like. Now that may not make a ton of sense, but throughout the past week the amount of losses I endured were overwhelming.
Let's start with Tuesday shall we? I was "offered" a job from a team in France. The money was not great and neither was the team, but I figured, a job is a job. I asked my agent to find out the rest of the particulars like car, accommodations, etc. and let me know the following morning. Once I had all the info in front of me, I would make the best decision for me and my family. Unfortunately, the IMPATIENT team thought my inquisitions were a waste of time. Understandable I suppose, (More sarcasm) its only my life. The team apparently needed a body that was tall and able to place a round ball into a basket. Any body would do, as long as they were willing to jump through the teams hoops and pack up and go immediately.
(Usually I would not blatantly insult the infrastructure of some of these European teams, but I am sick of it! I hate how this business treats some players like dogs. They need to understand that behind our Adonis like physiques, lies a human being.)
So after losing a job, I turned my rage into writing and put the finishing touches on my latest blog for SLAM. I was very happy with how it had turned out. I saved it, taught a few basketball lessons, then returned home. I turned on the computer so my editor/wife could proofread it. The "blue screen of death" awaited me. With all my horrible luck over the past few years I was reaching my breaking point. I lost a job in the morning and my memories in the evening.
I called my friend Jeremy, who is my computer guru. He told me to bring the computer over so he can have a look at it. Panic stricken, I drove to his house to face the music. Jeremy inspected the computer pushed on the side and it started right up. (The hardrive screw had fallen out causing it to slide out of place.) After such a miserable day, I finally had some good news. As I look back, I can't help but think if the computer started up normally I still would have been in a horrible mood because of the lost job. However, since I had experienced such anger and stress, when I finally received some good news I was relieved. I went to sleep that night with a more positive attitude. After all of my losses I finally had a win.
So that's the story behind my latest blog. I want to thank everyone who retweeted, commented and passed it along. I was excited to share my D-League experience with the world. Like I said, it was the most influential time of my life.
Let's start with Tuesday shall we? I was "offered" a job from a team in France. The money was not great and neither was the team, but I figured, a job is a job. I asked my agent to find out the rest of the particulars like car, accommodations, etc. and let me know the following morning. Once I had all the info in front of me, I would make the best decision for me and my family. Unfortunately, the IMPATIENT team thought my inquisitions were a waste of time. Understandable I suppose, (More sarcasm) its only my life. The team apparently needed a body that was tall and able to place a round ball into a basket. Any body would do, as long as they were willing to jump through the teams hoops and pack up and go immediately.
(Usually I would not blatantly insult the infrastructure of some of these European teams, but I am sick of it! I hate how this business treats some players like dogs. They need to understand that behind our Adonis like physiques, lies a human being.)
So after losing a job, I turned my rage into writing and put the finishing touches on my latest blog for SLAM. I was very happy with how it had turned out. I saved it, taught a few basketball lessons, then returned home. I turned on the computer so my editor/wife could proofread it. The "blue screen of death" awaited me. With all my horrible luck over the past few years I was reaching my breaking point. I lost a job in the morning and my memories in the evening.
I called my friend Jeremy, who is my computer guru. He told me to bring the computer over so he can have a look at it. Panic stricken, I drove to his house to face the music. Jeremy inspected the computer pushed on the side and it started right up. (The hardrive screw had fallen out causing it to slide out of place.) After such a miserable day, I finally had some good news. As I look back, I can't help but think if the computer started up normally I still would have been in a horrible mood because of the lost job. However, since I had experienced such anger and stress, when I finally received some good news I was relieved. I went to sleep that night with a more positive attitude. After all of my losses I finally had a win.
So that's the story behind my latest blog. I want to thank everyone who retweeted, commented and passed it along. I was excited to share my D-League experience with the world. Like I said, it was the most influential time of my life.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
SLAM
Here is the new blog for SLAM online. Talks about my time and experiences in the NBA D-League. Enjoy!
The D-League is Perfect
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Ride 'em Cowboy!
Hey all,
I did promise you a bull riding experience, so I am finally delivering. Last week I attended a gathering which featured a mechanical bull...Now before you get all up in arms about me sustaining possible injuries while riding such an apparatus (Mom!), I assure you this version was watered down quite a bit. It consisted of a plastic bull in the middle of a "Moonwalk". For those who are unaware of that term, it is a large inflatable room, most often used for children's birthday parties, or in my case, my cousins wedding.
Anyway, I bravely perched my tall ass onto the plastic Taurus below me and grabbed the frayed piece of rope protruding from its back. Despite watching a youngster take a header into the inflatable wall a few minutes prior, I figured I would be fine. I have a feeling that the "carny" operating the machine could see my confidence because that bull bucked me off within the first two seconds. Now I'm not the kind of guy that is one upped by a man who's work attire consists of a trucker hat and a t-shirt that reads "Redneck Pick-up Line 'Git In The Truck". I quickly picked myself off the ground, hopped back on board and demanded another ride...much to the delight of the crowd watching below (My sister and wife).
The second ride was much more successful. I held on for a solid eight seconds before that redneck used every trick in his book to get me off. I enclosed a picture of my triumphant ride. I feel like the key to my balance had to be my weird "E.T." fingers that were apparently stabilizing my entire body. It may have been slightly less abrasive then riding a real bull, however I still can say that I participated in "the most dangerous eight seconds in sports". If only my friends from Roanoke, Virginia could see me now!
I did promise you a bull riding experience, so I am finally delivering. Last week I attended a gathering which featured a mechanical bull...Now before you get all up in arms about me sustaining possible injuries while riding such an apparatus (Mom!), I assure you this version was watered down quite a bit. It consisted of a plastic bull in the middle of a "Moonwalk". For those who are unaware of that term, it is a large inflatable room, most often used for children's birthday parties, or in my case, my cousins wedding.
Anyway, I bravely perched my tall ass onto the plastic Taurus below me and grabbed the frayed piece of rope protruding from its back. Despite watching a youngster take a header into the inflatable wall a few minutes prior, I figured I would be fine. I have a feeling that the "carny" operating the machine could see my confidence because that bull bucked me off within the first two seconds. Now I'm not the kind of guy that is one upped by a man who's work attire consists of a trucker hat and a t-shirt that reads "Redneck Pick-up Line 'Git In The Truck". I quickly picked myself off the ground, hopped back on board and demanded another ride...much to the delight of the crowd watching below (My sister and wife).
The second ride was much more successful. I held on for a solid eight seconds before that redneck used every trick in his book to get me off. I enclosed a picture of my triumphant ride. I feel like the key to my balance had to be my weird "E.T." fingers that were apparently stabilizing my entire body. It may have been slightly less abrasive then riding a real bull, however I still can say that I participated in "the most dangerous eight seconds in sports". If only my friends from Roanoke, Virginia could see me now!
Monday, August 23, 2010
SLAM
Hey everyone. Sorry for the slow summer. I have been extremely busy. But here is the latest post I wrote for SLAM online. I will write another one this week about my possible adventures on a mechanical bull. Enjoy!
SLAM Online: Waiting For Godunk: Waiting Game
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