My NBA Journey (l) of Indiana, a person (under)
05-06 season for me is displaced season. And now the United States for all journalists at that time are different, I became a no fixed city of residence, there is no collusion in the street reporter reporters. to India after the city I wanted to live on at least two months, but, not to face Artest, playing a few days to start trouble, said to switch teams, the Pacers are not to be go on. when the Cleveland Cavaliers have begun to emerge, leaders in Beijing to sit still. phoned back reminder: less than a month, car has not resolved the problem. anxious even have eat every day, as ah, ah social security number, insurance, ah, ah cash to buy a car, and so on and so on, utterly exhausted. Peter and Ying school every day to work only at night to see during the day and home but I still Ying's parents and her little niece.
Father (hereinafter referred to him as Y old) rich in experience beyond the ordinary, an old teacher was alone in Russia battles for many years. through his contacts made me have faith in a truth that is: everyone like a book, and experience richer, thicker book, the more flavor.
Y old, Russia the United States were removed many years, rich in experience; and a teacher background, eloquence was very good. unhappy to see me all day every day, enlighten me, tell me his story. life care is also a plus for me, after they wake up every day heard downstairs shouting: my right, all right. Road Father to take me to buy hh
these are life, form, and now back up and I am most grateful to my old man is his loneliness in a foreign land and the sense of helplessness fell to the lowest extent possible in . so I heard after I moved to Cleveland is sad, but also do not know a person to go to a new place and not a day or two.
side of it, I told Peter and the Ying and the relationship between her parents is more to the better, I went away, did not know when I will not return to Indiana, if the back when. But they said no problem, I assure you go, as long as the back here is your home. a few words, so I moved hh
all the way and then I lived in Cleveland for a month, can not wait to return to Indy, and did not return any task, is to them. some days off to Chicago for another, and a month later was called back and said, is the skiing, and had to come back to participate. After the back Chicago, go to Detroit, then went back to Indiana. again and again, I'm bored with Mercedes-Benz on the highway, once a three p.m. open back Indianapolis.
I use a password to open the garage door, and carefully climbed the floor to sleep. The next day at noon, Peter and Ying came in and said: You come back another! walked and had a party go together hh basketball, participate in party, ski, watch pacers game, drink beer, talk about life, talk about feelings if I hh over time and sometimes they really think of me as a member of the family. at the old Y and his wife came back from China to visit relatives, the aircraft two points of the night. Peter asked me to not pick up, I said of course to go, actually felt as if my parents came back from China, such as heart warming Pei hh feeling is when I was in Australia, both in Miami before never had experience.
Peter inherently inward-looking people, and my character just complementary. generally I reel off the poor, and he listened with relish. I give him a different life style and status, he took gave me a brother like caring and understanding. The night before leaving, ineloquent Congguizili dig dig dig, he, took out a small Austrian jersey, said: had breakfast. downstairs I saw her being gang hot porridge, and my heart suddenly hit by a warm current: Oh, because she is so good to me hh
5 to end my time to leave. The most I could not bear to have love for many years, it is not the Pacers, but I'm in the U.S. this inconvenience related to others so posted photos, peter once wrote a poem for me to write my three p.m. in the back after that morning. from the inside to pronounce our deep feelings and friendship. by his I consent to share with you this friendship:
When I Am in the Game, I Think of You
-To Reggie
When I watched the Pacer game the other night,
I thought of you;
From the other side of the earth,
You stood in my front door,
Pretty black eyes flicked with lights;
stay for a few nights? > With quilts in a big black trash bag.
Day and night doesnrt matter;
Spalding basketball is your life;
A man rises up from problems;
A borned trouble-maker,
A lived-up dream chaser,
A smooth talker among giant NBA stars;
A desperate winner in all the games,
And naturally, a girl-killer.
You make an amazing ski partner;
You carried a small red square pillow,
So that you can sleep well in the backseat;
Three hoods on head,
Pair of heavy pants.
These didnrt stop you pick up the skills,
Until we were before the black lane,
When we all matured,
Took off the skis and carried it to the side route.
You showed me a way of life,
MSN messengers on the internet;
Dazzling video games
Five minutes before a movie began;
Stopped by a restaurant at midnight after King Kong was over.
Partners could otherwise never meet,
lcause I am everything you are not.
Ird skip a dinner not to miss a lecture;
I like to write long letters;
Five-minute movies trailer shows are also my highlights;
It may shock you that
I didnrt tell;
It was not until you took me to my first NBA game
That I realized there are five players in each team.
Still, I couldnrt remember how to say Jasikevicius .
I smiled
as I though of you when you were gone.
You forgot your big black bag,
Which held one-weekrs trash,
And proudly sat by the mailbox last Wednesday night.
There were more;
,
Bored, you wanted to come back for ski one last time;
This was Saturday morning, and I was going on thirty-four;
I couldnrt sleep anymore;
Regrets and dreams are two partners,
Fighting each others;
Suddenly I feel sad,
Should I have your talent, I wouldrve reached much high;
If you had struggled your life as I did,
Youhwe couldnrt meet at all.
I was in a game I didnrt know,
I was hurt by the game rules I didnrt know;
When I was in the game,
I though of you.
Downstairs in the kitchen were your suitcase,
Your bananas, orange juice and instant noodles;
You hurried back at mid night after another NBA game,
Still remembered the code to the garage door;
Still soundly asleep at midday.
46 degree and it was raining a whole morning,
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