Labor Day Weekend

Well, I'm back for my 600+ words for this week. Topic of conversation? The 3 day weekend of course.

Friday: Well school was as boring as it could possibly be. I honestly don't remember anything that happened. The fact I was either spacing out or asleep probably contributes to that. Anyways, after school, I basically just sat at home until 9pm. At that time, I drove to Huntington North to meet up with my friend Derrick. Then, we drove to his house in Hartford City. We stopped at McDonald's and then I spent the night at his house.

Saturday: Derrick and I woke up at about 7:30am to drive into a small town called Montpelier to sign up for a 3 on 3 basketball tournament. Our team name was Team Moist. It consisted of Derrick, Jason Doerhman (from Concordia), and myself. We all played together for our travel team over the summer, so we had a basic understanding of each other and good chemistry. It was an outdoor tournament, which made it pretty fun. We ended up placing 3rd. The team we lost to had three guys averaging six feet and three hundred pounds. The loss was questionable. Teams would play to twelve, and we would have to win by two. ANYWAYS, the score was tied up at thirteen a piece. The guy I was defending-- who smelled vaguely similar to a used toilet and a garbage can combined-- picked up his dribble, later to dribble once more. If you are not familiar with the rules of basketball, this is referred to as a double dribble and is illegal. However, he claimed he did not commit the crime, so to say, and the game went on. Approximately eighteen seconds later, one of his teammates-- who smelled the same with a rotten egg added on top-- hit a bank-in three pointer. It was bogus. He didn't even call it. It was a bitter ending to a fun tournament overall. After the tournament was over, Derrick and I drove about about an hour and a half north to my lake, Lake Gage. We met Mac, Patrick, Chelsea, and Kalyn up there.

Wow, hunger just punched me right in the face, gut, and man-region simultaneously, so I'm going to grab some food and continue my weekend journey on a later date. Peace out, home slices.