Heat

I came back from class today, took a walk, and then sat down to eat popcorn popped in our new popcorn popper and watch the remainder of the Heat-Bulls game. After watching that game, I have a few frustrations to get off my chest. The NBA sucks. In what league is it a good decision to have a player that has gone 4 for 4 in a quarter, hitting two 3s, and elect to not give him the ball at all in the last 2 minutes of said quarter and instead have LeBron James dribble the ball for 20 seconds before forcing an awful shot in the final 4 seconds of the shot clock? In what league is it wise to have Carlos Boozer on a fairly good shooting night and elect to not give him the ball on your potential game winning 8 second possession at the end of regulation? Instead, you elect to have Derrick Rose attempt to dribble on the much taller and stronger LeBron James and then, after the drive attempt fails, attempt a fade away jumper from 20 ft away? This is only done in a league of superstars...regardless of who is hot and who is open...the game is always decided by whether the superstar makes his last second shot. 47 minutes of hard work are thrown away by having the other team know exactly what is coming and go completely away from the game plan that worked for 47 minutes. No one else has been Michael Jordan...LeBron isn't, Derrick Rose isn't...it's time to play the team sport, basketball.

ON a brighter note, the class that I had returned home from went by extremely quickly for being a 2hr and 40 minute class. In two short class periods, we've learned all the pronunciation rules and how to say hi, how are you, some responses, what's up, delighted to meet you, good morning/afternoon/evening, what's your name, my name is..., see you later, until tomorrow, and ask about work, school, and where someone lives. We've also learned to tell time, and I have to study the numbers from 1 to 999 and try to be somewhat comfortable with them before 6 tomorrow so I'd best head toward bed. 7-3 tomorrow at McD's and then a few hours to study before my 6 o'clock class.