Different Hours

Well in a victory for all of us closing in on 40 my basketball team won the league championship last night. My team was composed of a bunch of guys who I play at the YMCA with. Good guys all in all and we play well together since we play against/with each other a few times a week. We're are a bit older, though I'd say I'm the oldest, and we beat a team that we probably shouldn't have. Bunch of youngsters. I shot the lightouts and got clutch at the free throw line hitting six in a row (they were intentionally fouling) with time running out. Good stuff. And today I turn 38. Yet another aging athlete trying to hold on to his glory days. Sad, sad indeed.