Well if I bitched on facebook or something it would just be lame. if I do it here, it's lame but since I don't know any of you I don't really care. But my intramural basketball team had 1 win all year. We play every game 3 on 5 or 4 on 5 because we have 1 or 2 300+ pound girls in the game at any given time who do absolutely nothing positive for the team and only help the other team. Playoffs were tonight. naturally, we got matched up with the #1 seed, a team of tall black guys who were undefeated. The fact we were even close to winning is a sheer miracle, but we were tied with 10 seconds left. I went to the rim for the game-winner and missed. I got my own rebound, got hacked on the arm and missed. Grabbed the ball under the basket with 2 seconds left, went up and got hacked across the arm again and missed. No fouls called. We lost in overtime.

This little black lesbian looking referee has some kind of personal thing against me. I wish I was making it up but it pisses me off. She called a technical on me a few games ago because i waved in her direction and walked away after she called a foul on me. Ever since she's made terrible calls against me. And refused to call the fouls at the end of the game that would've gave us a win. Then called two fouls on me that never happened in overtime. What a joke.

God I hate refs.

I hate that too. Some refs go by the swallow the whistle policy in the last 30 seconds of a game. I guess they figure a no-call will create less controversy than a terrible call will. Oh well, maybe you can get some tall Afro's on you're team next time. That's always my strategy in pick-up games. The team with the most black people usually wins.

Wait, that sounds bad.

Haha sounds bad but so true.

I'm still a little pissed from that game tonight just because we were 1-10 and they were 11-0 and it was the playoffs. I was 6 for 6 from the line and I know I woulda made that last one but the refs definitely swallowed their whistles, I was getting my arms chopped off under the basket. And they were surprisingly good at calling fouls all game til that point, which is something I have never seen from intramural refs. Ok, done bitchin about it.

Next year, if a girl I know says "hey, wanna play on my intrmural coed team? My room mate and a few friends are gonna play" I will remind myself that these friends could very well possibly be 300 pound buffaloes who have never played sports before. I joined to meet some people but towards the end of the season it just became frustrating.

Here the pickup games are completely segregated. We have two courts, and one is the black game and one is the white game. I hardly ever play because I'm a pretentious basketball junkie and I think all of the play is about ten notches below what I want to be associated with. I know it's a pickup game, but after the 20th possession without any passes it gets old pretty quick. The white game is always terrible with guys who have obviously never or rarely played before. Just a collection of airballs. And then if I play in the black game, I'm lucky to get the ball passed to me twice all game. If I dare pass it, I know I'm not seeing the rock for another half hour.

If my brother and a few friends formed a team, we'd whoop on the black guys though. It was the same way in high school. The black teams never had any fundamentals and no basketball IQ. They would just try to fastbreak and chuck up dumb shots or try to dunk all the time. I miss playing hoops with guys who have played before. :soapbox:

Okay, not really a bitch/complaint but what the fuck does eggs have to do with a rabbit.

Easter! I'm putting you on notice for your shenanigans!

^^beats me

Or a rabbit have to do with a Christian holiday.

When the holiday itself marks a miraculous resurrection from the dead however, I choose to just focus on the bunnies and the chocolate.

it's just Satan's ploy

much like Satan Claws

Well I found out the reason for it.

I don't care how the rabbits fertilise the eggs of the equinox as long as I get my chocolate.