tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683397154346628028.post228565382974167854..comments2023-04-14T05:55:43.049-04:00Comments on A beautiful mess: I was on the basketball team?Brehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09170185399753028158noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683397154346628028.post-40026101415286171662010-08-23T00:37:54.852-04:002010-08-23T00:37:54.852-04:00Can I commiserate and say that I played basketball...Can I commiserate and say that I played basketball in 8th grade and actually stole the ball and somehow ran down to my own court and shot and scored in my own team's basket instead of the opposing team. I heard everyone screaming at me and thought they were cheering me on instead of yelling at me to run the opposite way...there must be some lesson in here about ignoring advice and assuming the crowds are cheering when they're really jeering...talk about an embarrassing moment.Trinity and the broodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05828787674550020055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8683397154346628028.post-92144735199025558192010-08-12T12:11:06.266-04:002010-08-12T12:11:06.266-04:00So weird.....I was just telling your pastor, who w...So weird.....I was just telling your pastor, who was visiting KC for some basketball thing, that I know nothing about basketball, except for the short time you played, or should I say "was on the team" in high school. I remember the incident well. Was proud of you anyway! Love the blog. You are such a great writer! Who knew?! Love ya, momAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com