play the fucking game. i knew kobe would hit that shot, didn't you? i mean, c'mon. this is how the world works, in the most dramatic way possible. and i knew kobe would take the game over in overtime. sometimes you just know what will happen. kobe is certainly jordan-esque. not quite jordan, but doing a great imitation. i hate him. kobe, not jordan. i wish you could assign fault in real life as easily as you can to a sporting event. larry brown lost the game for the pistons. no coach worth his salt should lose a game leading by six with forty seconds left. tell your boys to foul, man. hack a shaq, do i need to spell it out for you? clearly, the game was larry brown's to control. it's his fault the pistons lost.



our recreational games are never quite like this, it's impossible to single out one person at fault. we've lost a few games the last times out on the court -- five of the last six i believe. every time we step off, everyone is like "my fault my fault." it's much easier to admit fault when million dollar salaries aren't on the line, there is also less finger pointing. it's much easier to admit to personal guilt when you aren't a nba caliber player. despite my lack of abilities, i come off the court in a rage, angry at all the world that we lost. but rationalizing that i can't do anything about it because i'm not good enough. then i get a drink of water, sit down, and think "okay, we'll get them next time." but then if we get waxed again, i get all frustrated and angry. i wonder if this is a character fault. pointing fingers at others while not being able to take personal responsibility. real men carry the team on their shoulders, but my shoulders are thin and reedy.



in the great game of life, it is all about basketball. i'm working on a doctorate relating to "how people reveal their personalities on the basketball court." if i were to apply this to myself, i might come to the conclusion that i am "quick to assign fault but never self critical." i can always tell you where you went wrong. and when i mess up, i have some excuse. on the court, i throw blame like i drop dimes (and turnovers). hum, sound familiar?



last week we had one discussion about people that play team sports. about their awareness of others and how they interact with them. i feel like there is some innate equation that determines who is a good leader/follower based on their experiences in team sports. this is an at work theory but i think it's pretty valid. some people who don't play team sports lack the ability to see beyond their own personal goals. this applies to any situation when a group goal supercedes the individual. like dancing. this was the context anyway. further anecdotal research will be conducted. funding appreciated.