I got to Spain this morning.  Or maybe it was last night.  I don’t know.  But I am here.  I meant to send out a little something that I was leaving, but I forgot.  Damn loose ends.

Anyway, I’ll try to throw in a post when I can, but now all I can think of is sleep and how bad I need it.  Hopefully I’ll get some good pics from the trip.

That’s it!  I’m out like a light.  But not before I check out what happened with the NBA draft…

Ray Allen went where???!

-Dave Q.

One Response to “Hola From Spain”

  • Olga:

    Hey cool guy!! Thanks for letting us know! Neal’s at the folks house right now…would have been nice to see you. :P

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  • I remember that one fateful day when coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. 'You don't have to tell me,' I said. 'I'm off the team, aren't I?' 'Well,' said coach, 'you never were really on the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. you show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times.' It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.