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With the necessary caveat that there are far greater ills in the world right now, for my fellow HOOPERS I wrote about all the reasons I deeply miss pickup basketball https://www.sfgate.com/sports/article/ode-to-basketball-essay-15934882.php
A sampling: I miss Saturday morning pickup games on a sunny summer day, before it’s too hot, while I’m still shaking off a kinda-hangover from the night before
I miss recognizing one of my pickup basketball acquaintances — a person I’ve seen a million times, whose name I don’t know, whom I’ve only spoken to in spurts — and giving them a head nod as they beckon me over and let me know they’ll add me to their squad
And I miss taking those first couple warm-up shots in between games, when you know your future teammates are eyeing you to see whether you’re going to be worth passing to later. I even miss the crappy Bluetooth speaker someone always uses to blare music https://www.sfgate.com/sports/article/ode-to-basketball-essay-15934882.php
