As anyone who reads this blog knows, I love basketball. I love watching it. I love reading about it. And I love playing it. I still play in (depending on the time of year) one or two Men's leagues (TJ has the Championship t-shirt to prove it) and I play pickup basketball with a group of guys two to three times a week. We have a great group. Skill levels vary, but for a bunch of guys ranging from mid-20s to late 30s, its a pretty solid game. We have a pool of about 30 guys who play and generally get somewhere between 11-15 to show up for our pickup runs. Within this larger group of 30 there are a number of good former athletes. Numerous former DII and DIII basketball players. A former SEC (backup) QB, a former Texas Tech Tight End (who, by the way, has some great Danny Amendola stories), and even a few former JUCO baseball players. It's a great group of guys and we do a pretty good job of walking the fine line between competitive and friendly. This game, which is played in a local church gymnasium, is regularly one of the more enjoyable things I do each week.
One of the upsides of this game is that sometimes one of these former athletes brings a friend who's in town to play who also happens to be a recognizable athlete or former athlete. A couple years ago Mohammed Massaquoi showed up and played with our group a few times, for example.
At this point, you might be wondering why I'm telling you all of this? Well, because we've received a new (semi) regular addition to our pickup basketball group. A guy who grew up around here and, apparently, has moved back in to the area. A name you might recognize. None other than Doug Flutie. And Doug Flutie has a totally badass Trans Am.