Tomorrow we meet at the gym at 10 in the morning to catch the team bus to drive 3 hours south to play Hapoel Be'eri. My teammate Doron Perkins (Santa Clara alum) asked my other teammates Tamir Goodman (aka 'The Jewish Jordan'), 'what city are we playin' in man?' Tamir responded, 'It's actually on a kibbutz (basically a village) in the far south in the city of Ashkelon...actually it's pretty close to the Gaza Strip.' Doron responded with, 'Uhh... that's not good, right?' Tamir Goodman one of the nicest, soft-spoken guys I have ever met told Doron, 'Don't worry, we will only be there 4 hours or so'. I wasn't very comforted by his answer, but hey, what can ya do? This team we are playing, Hapoel Be'eri is a 2nd division team, who can only afford one American import. To put it in perspective, My Jersey (Golden in Hebrew)you won't find any teams in the top division with less than 5 or 6 imported players. The top division in Israel has good money... the other divisions... don't. The coaches scouted this team just like they would top division opponents, and sitting through that scouting session made me realize the season was finally here, after 7 weeks of practice. It was a damn long training camp. I'm definitely looking forward to playin' in a real game, and hopefully I will get some solid playing time. Anyway, I won't put anything else up until I get home from this mini-road trip, which will be about 2am Israel time tomorrow night (basically 24 hours). Hopefully the next post will be breakin' down a 4o point blow out. Until then... be good.
