It was me, Ernest, his cousin, and 2 jitz.  We have some weight down low but got out-rebounded the whole game.  I did what I could to defend the middle, block shots and rebound. I made a few shots but tried to dish it off to my teammates. I had them fools d-ed up and calling weak fouls. But we prevailed in th end and Web gets his props another day at the Park. Peace!

I told Sherm I was going to do everything I could to win at the park on Sunday.  Sundays are always hype.  There were major smack talkers out there, but you know that Web has much d-fense for the jitz.  I got me a few smacks and few boards, let my team make the shots, but they were off...so I had to make a decision to take the game over like an old-school playa.  I hit a coupl long 3's and make a couple of low post moves...Oh, and these busters wanted to play 2's....I told them, you don't want to play 2's with Web on the court.  They didn't listen, 2's messed the game up, but I hit a couple late to bring us back.  So the score was 10-9, we up one, I got the rebound and pushed the ball down court...you know I was going end to end...this cat Keon tried to make a smooth steal, but I spined in the lane and dropped it off glass on both those suckas.  I didn't talk trash, but you know I could have...just letting those rookies know how Web-zino gets down. Then Sherm busted a J from the corner and it was 12-10...game over. I'm Out.