Effective in 2019, “The Juggernaut” is retiring from all pick up basketball games. In the past year, I discovered the following about myself:
My first step is gone,
My hops are gone,
My muscular stature is now working against me,
My Achilles are tight,
My hamstrings hate me,
Ibuprofen is my friend,
My mind is telling me yes, but my body (my body) is telling me noooooooo,
I am always the oldest guy on the court,
I am still wearing And1’s and partying like it’s 1999,
I regret my decision to play every morning for the next four days afterward,
People now say, “Oh you are still playing, good for you!“
My wife shakes her head in disgust as I can no longer hide my soreness/injury from her.
Streetball has been good to me for the past 38 years. But, year 39 has been hell. So, goodbye old friend. I am letting go and putting myself out to pasture to heal.