Today I watched a bit of the women’s basketball game, since the gym is conveniently located across from my final destination, the weight/cardio room. I saw a bad free throw attempt, a weak block-out while on defense, and a little pushing and shoving and I thought, “Huh, I could make the team. And I miss basketball . . .”
In the process of reaching for my phone to text Dad, to inform him of this revelation, the Grinnell center collapsed to the ground and proceeded to writhe in pain from the terrible ankle sprain she had just sustained.
And thus concluded my dreams of basketball.