Some y'all may know that I got myselves a new job at the end of summer workin mostly wit some peoples that are drug addicted. Not an easy job. On call 24/7. And the thing is I see a lot mo failures than success. But me an my peeps out there take pride in puttin the effort out to help the helpless. Sometime its the only thing we can raise our heads up fo.
Thing is I dont see that wit St. John ball anymo and I dont know why.
I remember a weak team that couldn't ball but they play mad hard. Goin fo evry ball like they life depend on it. Gettin up in they man and makin him earn evrytin. That was coach's first team. Four years ago.
Tnight I see a team that mostly dont care. Sure they wuz some playaz out there wit pride divin on the flo and whatnot in they limit minutes, but as a team they wuz no pride.
My mind wanders and I dream of Kev Williams takin down Ewing.
And Matt Brust settin a pick that knock down Jerome Lane.
And Charles Minland puttin it up gainst Donnie Marshall.
And Ty makin it look like he 7-foot gainst Jake Voskul.
That St. John ball to me. Where it go, bre? Where it go?