EL BLOG ILUSORIO DE RUDY: Here Are My Laurels: Now I Shall Rest on Them

27.3.09

Here Are My Laurels: Now I Shall Rest on Them

It was a personal kilometer-stone: In our match last night against the Phoenix Suns, I made five 3-pointers. This helped me toward 23 points in totality, as I made 8-of-10 with the shots.

This was not the pure joy.

At the end of the tercer período, Sergio made the unseen pass to me on a baseline cutting. I then made an off-kilter layup with no regard for human life!

This was still not the pure joy.

There were 1.7 seconds left at that moment. As Phoenix got the ball, I circled widely like a condor and made a theft of their inbounds passing. And in a world without time, I made a three-pointer at the buzzer!

I scored five points in less than two seconds. And the fans got the accursed chalupas. This was almost the pure joy.

Mi recompensa final: Upon the returning to the bench, I saw that one of the Rose Garden’s battle-hardened ushers was busting moves while expostulating, “That was awesome!”

Sergio's eyes met mine: To break through to a jaded usher is unheard of— and it was then that the pure joy hit me! And with that, I sat upon my restful laurels.

Photo by Don Ryan.

5 comments:

AnonymousMarch 27, 2009 at 12:53 PM
Oy Rudy, thats what I am talking about. Step up with that confidence. 23 points is nothing, someday you will dropping 30,40 and even 50 points. The game was freaking awesome dude. Remember, always No Regard For Human Life!
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AnonymousMarch 27, 2009 at 2:30 PM
I was in the RG last night and it was amazing; it was such a fun game to watch and I felt so proud to see the Spanish connection working to perfection!! You were both amazing last night; pity that Nate didn't keep Sergio a little longer.
I'll go again tomorrow with a group of Spaniards. Will you put one in Mark's face??
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AnonymousMarch 27, 2009 at 7:14 PM
this is the spanish uprising time. add up gasols 36/11/7 against the nets...

I'm already counting time to next Olympics, we will be a frightening team: imagine Calderon Ricky, Rudy, Marc, Pau, Sergio and Juan Carlos Navarro on their prime of youth and experience combined.... wow.

ps. rudy, youre bound to be the next, improved, way better Ginobili of the NBA
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AnonymousMarch 27, 2009 at 7:15 PM
about your points per second scoring ability, how about 'Machine Gun' as nickname?
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AnonymousMarch 27, 2009 at 8:57 PM
WOW
AMAZING
even though i love the suns but that was SICK
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Rudy's Hypothetical Rules of Basketball

1. In ten years, nobody will remember the details of score, assists, or rebounds. They will only remember who won them a chalupa.

2. Any shot worth shooting is worth shooting twice.

3. When not shooting on offense, you should be communicating, passing, and running. Also, yell “Foul!” repeatedly. Why? How can officials summon help if you yell “Good D!” or “Our opponents are superior!”?

4. If legitimately called for a foul, say, “A good call!” (Do this no more than once a game.)

5. When in possession of the ball, have a plan. Further, have a back-up plan, because the first plan won't work (unless you are Brandon Roy).

6. Use cover or concealment as much as possible. (Both Oden and Pryzbilla provide these in abundance.)

7. On defense, ignore words and direct your eyesight to the ball. (Opposing Cleveland, LeBron James told me he would pull up for a jumper. I advanced upon him. Then James drove baseline with great speed. Both of my ankles gave way!)

8. The faster you begin an opponent’s blow-out, the more shots everyone will get.

9. Be polite and professional to everyone you play against. Then destroy them, for they wish to defeat you.

10. Practice shooting in a dimly-lit practice area with someone shouting unflattering threats at you. (I found this useful in Europe, where partial power outages were not uncommon.)

11. You may feel sad about snapping another team’s back with a clinch alley-oop or a clutching 3-pointer. But sadness is preferred to losing. And the winning will then bring happiness. (In the case of defeating the Lakers, the happiness will be most pronounced.)

12. Purple is not my color. (It may not be anyone’s color.)