Tuesday, June 06, 2006

heart of the game

after a lackluster day, i am starting to feel worn out by the fact that i dont have a job. ofcourse, i enjoy having time off but i am starting to be concerned about the long term effects of not working. Its been two months since i worked and even though i have had interviewed and prospects, i am still out of work. I had to refuse a call from New York foundling because i cannot return to foster care as a manager. Its not where i want to be. they called me to come in and didnt identify the job they wanted to see me for. i asked and wouldnt do that to myself again.
i walked and came home and decided that i was gonna go to 34th street and try to get into a movie that i have a voucher to see for free.
the Voice and TIme out NY offer these free movies. the same people show up. one person gets in line and saves space for many. Kinda like Us at folk shows. The front of the line swells and the prospects of getting in become more limited. I was about the 20th person in line so i knew i could get in. I got in and there were these two women who would not move to let a couple sit together. they had one empty seat on each side. they were just nasty.
there was a raffle or prize drawing before the movie and the person next to me won two tickets to the liberty game. She asked me if i got the 10 dollar voucher for an arcade that was promised in the Ad. I told her she could have mine. she offered me her liberty tickets so i gave her the chocolate bar they handed out. so for the voucher and candy bar that i wasnt gonna use, i got a voucher for two tickets to the liberty game for a week night. they are nosebleeders but FREE....

the movie was a documentary that i didnt get to see during the TFF so i really enjoyed it and was gald that i made the effort. it changed my spirits and i came home to watch who won the apprentice...read the paper and went to bed

A chronicle following the Roosevelt Roughriders girls' basketball team for six tumultuous seasons, capturing the passion and energy of a high school girls' basketball team. Coach Bill Resler is a tax professor at the University of Washington (with three daughters) when he applies for the job as girls' basketball coach at Roosevelt High. Although his coaching experience is minimal, he has a philosophy that disciplined training and healthy aggression will play a key role in turning an average team into champions. Using metaphors and themes to inspire the girls each year, Coach Roesler encourages them to think and act like a "pride of lions," a "tropical storm" and a "pack of wolves"--all to communicate the mindset required of a championship team. He invents an "inner circle" that is free of parents and authority figures in which the girls can work through problems on their own. And at the start of every season, he makes them run and run and run training them to outlast the competition. But when Darnellia Russell, a young African-American from a neighborhood across town, walks on the mostly-white Roosevelt court both Russell and Relser will be changed forever. A phenomenal talent with WNBA potential, she develops into one of the very best players in the state. In her junior year, Darnellia is faced with a challenge that could put both her basketball and academic future in jeopardy. Both her teammates and her coach must decide whether to support her desire to continue playing, even after she's ruled ineligible by the Washington Interscholastic Activities Association, the state's governing sports organization.