A little over a year ago Travis got really into playing rec. basketball and football. Because he was so busy after work (school twice a week, basketball once sometimes twice a week, and football) I decided I would be his little cheerleader and go to every game. I began to look forward to the games each week. Since I was primarily working from home, it was a nice to get out the house and be around people. The first couple of basketball seasons Trav played with a couple of guys from work, his cousin cole, and friend Rob. They were ok. They won some. They lost some. Two of the guys were brothers who had played with each other their whole lives so sometimes the other guys didn't get to be as involved in the games. Here are some pictures of the first team he was on. Their name was the Angry Gamers (translation: nerd bombers) and Trav made the jerseys. I had no idea how crafty he is.
After the second season, the brothers ended up switching to another team in another county so Trav and his friend had to find a team fast so they could play in winter league. Let's just say they didn't find the most gifted athletes. Trav began scoring 30 of his teams 35 points on average each game and I was usually giggling in the stands at this funny mix of random guys trying to play as a team (and usually got beat but twenty points or more). Trav is a pretty good shooter and since there weren't many scorers on the team he shot a lot of three point shots. Salt Lake County gives out trophies each season for the guy with the most points scored and the guy with the most 3 pointers. He was able to outshoot all the guys in the league from the 3 point line and won the 3 point trophie by a landslide. The last game of the season came a day after he was unexpectedly laid off from his job and needless to say Trav wasn't in a very great mood. His team was getting the crap kicked out of them by the other team and the refs weren't calling a thing. In the second half Trav was sitting on the bench (tying to cool off from a run in with one of the players) when his friend Rob got leveled. Trav had had enough and let the ref know exactly how he felt. So of cource the ref slapped him with a "T". Did a technical foul get my husband to shut his mouth? Of course not. The ref asked him "do you want another one?" To which Trav replied "give it to me". So he got his second technical and was kicked out of the game and had to leave the building. So he started grabbing all of his stuff all the while running his mouth off to the ref. Meanwhile, I'm sitting in the stands with his parents (who came to see him get his trophy) pretty embarassed. I was embarassed until he started walking out of the gym. As he passed the scorers table, the score keeper handed him his trophy and we all laughed and cheered. Not the best trophy ceremony but pretty funny. We stayed inside and watched the rest of the game and Trav waited outside for the refs. I'm sure they wre pretty nervous when they saw him outside waiting for them. He only wanted to apoligize though. He explained that he was just taking off his frustation at being laid off on them. That's one of the things I love the most about my husband. He has a bit of a temper but he's always the first person to apologize and admit when he's wrong.
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