Cheesecake, the dinner of champions!

I had a round, individual sized cheesecake for dinner Saturday night. It was really yummy and just my size. The perfect pre-game snackaroo. My first bball game here was last night at 8:15, with the team that is described to me as "just for friends", meaning not so good as the team I practice with. But, just for friends means anyone can play and the level is good for me, as I just want to have fun. I even have a uniform. I may not be supposed to, but I´m totally bringing it home because it´s the best souvenir ever.

We played at a school called San Cermin in downtown Pamplona that has a large gym with a green floor. Basically the same set up as the sports pavillion in Cizur, but not as nice a floor. But just fine for my taste. The girls on this team are just as nice as the others. One in particular, Beatriz, kept coming up to me and trying to get me pumped up during warmups, saying, "vamos!" and giving me high tens or patting me on the back.

The game began and I sat for the first 6 minutes or so. A few differences from the states... we have the triangle shaped key, which is actually good for me because it sets up my hook... the shot clock is 24 seconds... and 10 minute quarters rather than a 20 half. 3 in the key and fouls are the same, unfortunately. Anyhow, not a good start. I was a bit nervous because I really wanted to play, but didn´t think I´d get much time because I was new.

I subbed in and started a little slow, shaking the game-time rust off. The other team was in a zone, which is tough to score against for me. As time passed I realized I was about 6 inches or more taller than everyone on their team, our opponents. Also, the fact that girls kept running into me and making a loud groaning noise, sometimes falling to the floor, lead me to believe I was also stronger than most of them : ). So, I just started to post up as much as possible and shoot, shoot, shoot!

The plan worked! I scored more than I ever have in a game, 31 points´, and I didn´t sub out for the rest of the game. And every single one was either a right hook shot or a right handed layup. Great passes from my teammates. I guess that´s not much different than at home, but I have a left hook too, I swear, and, I also don´t score this much. A moral to this story - eat cheesecake for dinner more often!

I had a lot of fun, obviously, and I´ll be back next week if they´ll have me. Here´s a picture of me in my uniform. Love it! I´m a "big body", huh Whit? You send me a pic of you in your uni and we´ll do a comparison. I´ll post a pic of me and one of you next to it and then I´ll have people vote. Waddaya say ya big Weege?