Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
I'm 5'11" and I played PG/SG. I played three seasons of varsity. I could two-hand dunk a volleyball, but never was able to dunk the real thing. My coach called me the team's best shooter when I was a junior, and that team had a future MLB player in Jeremy Guthrie(he could also shoot it). We had a new coach my senior year and he played favorites. I ended up walking out in the middle of one of the games after an assistant who was black clamored for the head coach to put in a boy from a local boys home(correctional) who was also black. I was the only player in my senior class to play all four years and I was barely playing at all during my senior year(played far more as a junior). This kid from the boys home didn't even go to our school and didn't do anything in practice to warrant playing time. He didn't know the offense, missed practices, and had only been on the team for a few weeks. I felt majorly slighted at this seeming level of reverse racism. So I quit in the middle of a game, went down to the locker room, and grabbed my stuff. I reemerged from the locker room, walked across the sideline of the court in front of the fans, and I went up the bleachers, grabbed my beautiful girlfriend and left. The player from the boys home ended up running away and was sent back to another youth facility. It was four years of hard work that ended in huge disappointment. I really just wanted to play and I know I deserved a better chance than I was given. It wasn't, however; my first notion that life isn't fair.
I also played varsity baseball for 4 years as a SS. I never played against anyone with a better infield arm. I gave up baseball in college for that beautiful girlfriend, who is now married to a lawyer. It wasn't, however; my first notion that life isn't fair.
Thats the town with one black guy!
I'm 5'11" and I played PG/SG. I played three seasons of varsity. I could two-hand dunk a volleyball, but never was able to dunk the real thing. My coach called me the team's best shooter when I was a junior, and that team had a future MLB player in Jeremy Guthrie(he could also shoot it). We had a new coach my senior year and he played favorites. I ended up walking out in the middle of one of the games after an assistant who was black clamored for the head coach to put in a boy from a local boys home(correctional) who was also black. I was the only player in my senior class to play all four years and I was barely playing at all during my senior year(played far more as a junior). This kid from the boys home didn't even go to our school and didn't do anything in practice to warrant playing time. He didn't know the offense, missed practices, and had only been on the team for a few weeks. I felt majorly slighted at this seeming level of reverse racism. So I quit in the middle of a game, went down to the locker room, and grabbed my stuff. I reemerged from the locker room, walked across the sideline of the court in front of the fans, and I went up the bleachers, grabbed my beautiful girlfriend and left. The player from the boys home ended up running away and was sent back to another youth facility. It was four years of hard work that ended in huge disappointment. I really just wanted to play and I know I deserved a better chance than I was given. It wasn't, however; my first notion that life isn't fair.
I also played varsity baseball for 4 years as a SS. I never played against anyone with a better infield arm. I gave up baseball in college for that beautiful girlfriend, who is now married to a lawyer. It wasn't, however; my first notion that life isn't fair.
That describes every town in Oregon. Be more specific.
barfo
I think besides N.E. Portland, you are correct!
