^wufpacker…
As others suggested, this Team has not figured who they are quite yet and their ‘chemistry’ is not what it will be in another month…
Just like cooking a good Brunswick stew… we GOTT everything is in the pot, but it just ain’t cooked enought yet…
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Regarding mental fatigue …
Say me and you and Mr. Dog and a couple other SFN guys are playing five guys from Idiot Central for the blacktop basketball championship of the world over in Chapel Hill…
Now we are all out on the court and I’m thinking about what I’m doing and whether it’s the right thing in the right place at the right time…
AND I’m watching you and my other team mates and invariably that causes me to think as to whether or not ya’ll are doing the right thing in the right place at the right time….
AND I’m watching those TARHOLE guys and thinking about what they are doing and how stupid they look in those funky unis…and #77 – you know the fat, goofy one that is fouling everybody – has farted three times in the paint already … and #33 in baby blue – he looks familiar — I think he was a AFAM class or something — he’s too damn good to be on this team…
AND COACH ‘ROO is over there on the sidelines, ’cause he’s too old to run the court anymore, and he’s yelling something to somebody… I don’t know if that’s me or you…or somebody else…
AND I GOTT this one ShowGirl and she’s kinda cute and she wants to talk to me all the time and these two other dudes in stripes with whistles and I don’t need to think — I know none of them know wtf ther’re doing…
AND I’m still thinking about that one hour phone call I had with your girlfriend late last night …
AND the road crowd is f’ing obnoxious… and making all this NOISE and I can’t think…
AND I know after the game, some cluelesstrollwithnumbersinhisusername is going to post on SFN how we all suck and Coach Roo shoulda never been hired ’cause he don’t know nuttin ’bout basketball…
AND how cluelesstrollwithnumbersinhisusername needs to take his footoutofhismouth and stickituphisa**…
AND Mr. Dog has asked me seven times already… what’s wrong with me tonite…
and I’m thinking I really ain’t GOTT time to tell him right now… and the next time he asks he ain’t gonna be so nice about it… plus that’s why your girlfriend called me – to talk about Mr. Dog…
NEITHER ONE OF US is probably gonna play our best game against the IC guys… right ?
Just TOO DAMN MUCH to think about… causes ‘short term’ mental fatigue… or whatever you call it… ’cause we lost to the IC guys by Five and both of us missed freethrows going dow the stretch..
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I’m also thinking most of the guys on the floor in Red & White – at this point in the season – are still doing too much thinking and not enough playing…
