On Feb. 8, the local booster club held a special fund-raising drawing. If your name was picked, you would have a chance to win $10,000 in a shooting contest.
If you could make a lay-up, a foul shot, a three-point shot, and a half court shot, in that order, in 25 seconds, you would get the $10,000. You weren't allowed any warm-up shots, and you had to shag your own rebounds.
Of course, I was there to take a photo of the drawing - and my name was pulled.
Yikes! Well, I gave it my best. I hit the lay-up on the first try! I figgered at 5'11" I could bank a shot, and I could. But when I shot from the charity stripe, I was completely lost. I never played basketball in high school. I bounced two shots before time ran out.
Oh, well. At least by getting the lay-up, I preserved my dignity.
My latest story, "Won't You Come Home, Bill Buckley?", is up at Bewildering Stories. Go read!
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