Bagmen and Basketball.

"..No, I played guard. We were pretty good that year. We won state the year before. Yeah, we had this short Irish kid on the team that was the star, even though he couldn't have been more than 5'2". Hmm? Oh, 6'3", 6'4", depending on which shoes I'm wearing! Haha. Yeah, I don't know, Irish people are just short. In fact, that year we went to Ireland to play a tournament, and we just KILLED all the teams we played. I'm talkin' like 140-6. Every time. We played like seven different schools all over Ireland. But it seemed more just like exhibition games. There was no table showing what place we were in, or who we were gonna play next, no Round Robin, nothing. We basically just drove around and beat the shit outta these short Irish teams. I was pretty good friends with the coach that year, and at some point I asked him, "What the hell are we doing here, Coach J? This ain't even a challenge at all! That's when he told me that he was a bagman for the IRA, and he brought us over to Ireland to deliver hundreds of thousands of dollars- in cash- to 'em. The schools were just drop points. We were the alibi!"

The above is a paraphrased conversation that I eavesdropped on recently. Crazy, huh?


God bless 'em.