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CONFESSION & REGRETS
it all started freshman year at JHU. somehow, within the first few weeks, i was hanging out with a regular bunch of guys, which included my two roommates, albert and james (we had a triple in this TINY room), and my two pals from arcadia, CA, victor and joe. albert, james and i were all basketball nuts, so we played at the athletic center at least every other day. since we went there so often, we began to see familiar faces, other ballers who came out all the time. there was a group of guys that we came to know pretty well. there was John and Chris, also freshmen, and Peter, a sophomore.
being the brash young freshmen that we were, we talked a lot of smack as we played ball. john was a pretty quick guard, chris was a bruising force in the paint, and peter was the post presence. albert was a slasher to the hoop, james was the only person with real team ball experience (what a talented guy...more on him later), and me? at that point, i was the worst baller. i mean, i loved ball, but back in HS, all my friends were on the varsity ball team, and i was just a bystander. i stunk, period.
well, i worked on my game all throughout freshman year, summer, and even during sophomore year, and got lots better. developed a decent shot and a crossover.
that year, peter became president of KSA, john became VP(? i think, i don't remember..), albert, chris and i were officers of some type which i don't remember. anyway, we got to know each other a lot better. this was when i should've made a real effort to be a friend to john and chris. peter was easy to be friends with, because he was so easygoing. john and chris, they were a bit harder. and it was as much my fault, if not more, than theirs.
those two were always together, and it just seemed hard to break into that. don't get me wrong, i'm not blaming them. i hung out with my same guys, and must've seemed just as inapproachable. anyways, when we interacted, our conversation was always slightly sarcastic, always kinda competitive, always rocking each other. it didn't matter if we were joking around or not, which we usually were. the fact is, our guards were always kinda up, for fear of getting rocked, i guess.
the really bad turn came when albert, james, joe/victor and i played a series of bball games against john, chris, peter and joey. it was played in playoff style, first to win three games.
(i don't remember EXACTLY how the games went, but here it is, as best as i can remember)
Game 1) was pretty fun, played pretty intensely, but our team won.
Game 2) the next game, they won
Game 3) came after a long break, so each team had plenty of time to prepare and talk trash. the other team had a crew of freshmen to cheer them on, and even got a freshman (Jung Jin, i think?)to tape the game, so sure were they of winning. by this time, the game was not fun at all. it was a fiercely physical game, not pretty at all, but we won. albert played very loosely, and well. we didn't know it then, but several times, albert said something to the camera.
it's hard to imagine what it must've been like, to go home after that game, to lose in front of the freshman, and have it captured on tape. then they watched the tape, and saw albert smiling and making commentary during the game. i wasn't there when they first saw it, but later they told me how much it made them want to win the next game.
Game 4) this game came during junior or senior year, i don't remember which. it was a time when we were all pretty involved in different campus ministries, and were all leaders of some sort. it was still intense, but we lost this one. after the game, i think we decided to call it even, and stop. it wasn't really building friendships at this point, and although i wanted to win the whole thing, i was a bit dreary of this ongoing battle.
unfortunately, college was over all too soon. and though i had great relationships with lots of people, i didn't have such great ones with john and chris. i regret that. a lot. beyond playing ball and talking smack, we never really did much together. i wish i had taken the time and effort to get to know them, to eat, sing praise songs, and just talk about things in life. now, i have lost touch with them, chris is in cali somewhere, and i think john is working in the Maryland/DC area.
i suspect that if we had met under different circumstances, things might have been different, and we might have been really good friends. chris and john are really good guys. i hope i haven't misrepresented them in any way. i lost that valuable chance to gain deep friendships.
God forgive me for missing that opportunity, and may He give me strength to be humble and not miss another, should it ever arise.
yakob at 7:45 PM
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CONFESSION & REGRETS
it all started freshman year at JHU. somehow, within the first few weeks, i was hanging out with a regular bunch of guys, which included my two roommates, albert and james (we had a triple in this TINY room), and my two pals from arcadia, CA, victor and joe. albert, james and i were all basketball nuts, so we played at the athletic center at least every other day. since we went there so often, we began to see familiar faces, other ballers who came out all the time. there was a group of guys that we came to know pretty well. there was John and Chris, also freshmen, and Peter, a sophomore.
being the brash young freshmen that we were, we talked a lot of smack as we played ball. john was a pretty quick guard, chris was a bruising force in the paint, and peter was the post presence. albert was a slasher to the hoop, james was the only person with real team ball experience (what a talented guy...more on him later), and me? at that point, i was the worst baller. i mean, i loved ball, but back in HS, all my friends were on the varsity ball team, and i was just a bystander. i stunk, period.
well, i worked on my game all throughout freshman year, summer, and even during sophomore year, and got lots better. developed a decent shot and a crossover.
that year, peter became president of KSA, john became VP(? i think, i don't remember..), albert, chris and i were officers of some type which i don't remember. anyway, we got to know each other a lot better. this was when i should've made a real effort to be a friend to john and chris. peter was easy to be friends with, because he was so easygoing. john and chris, they were a bit harder. and it was as much my fault, if not more, than theirs.
those two were always together, and it just seemed hard to break into that. don't get me wrong, i'm not blaming them. i hung out with my same guys, and must've seemed just as inapproachable. anyways, when we interacted, our conversation was always slightly sarcastic, always kinda competitive, always rocking each other. it didn't matter if we were joking around or not, which we usually were. the fact is, our guards were always kinda up, for fear of getting rocked, i guess.
the really bad turn came when albert, james, joe/victor and i played a series of bball games against john, chris, peter and joey. it was played in playoff style, first to win three games.
(i don't remember EXACTLY how the games went, but here it is, as best as i can remember)
Game 1) was pretty fun, played pretty intensely, but our team won.
Game 2) the next game, they won
Game 3) came after a long break, so each team had plenty of time to prepare and talk trash. the other team had a crew of freshmen to cheer them on, and even got a freshman (Jung Jin, i think?)to tape the game, so sure were they of winning. by this time, the game was not fun at all. it was a fiercely physical game, not pretty at all, but we won. albert played very loosely, and well. we didn't know it then, but several times, albert said something to the camera.
it's hard to imagine what it must've been like, to go home after that game, to lose in front of the freshman, and have it captured on tape. then they watched the tape, and saw albert smiling and making commentary during the game. i wasn't there when they first saw it, but later they told me how much it made them want to win the next game.
Game 4) this game came during junior or senior year, i don't remember which. it was a time when we were all pretty involved in different campus ministries, and were all leaders of some sort. it was still intense, but we lost this one. after the game, i think we decided to call it even, and stop. it wasn't really building friendships at this point, and although i wanted to win the whole thing, i was a bit dreary of this ongoing battle.
unfortunately, college was over all too soon. and though i had great relationships with lots of people, i didn't have such great ones with john and chris. i regret that. a lot. beyond playing ball and talking smack, we never really did much together. i wish i had taken the time and effort to get to know them, to eat, sing praise songs, and just talk about things in life. now, i have lost touch with them, chris is in cali somewhere, and i think john is working in the Maryland/DC area.
i suspect that if we had met under different circumstances, things might have been different, and we might have been really good friends. chris and john are really good guys. i hope i haven't misrepresented them in any way. i lost that valuable chance to gain deep friendships.
God forgive me for missing that opportunity, and may He give me strength to be humble and not miss another, should it ever arise.
yakob at 7:45 PM