3 games into the 2011 ABL season, AHS 4D 03 is still winless. We may be buried underneath 3 lost games, but the season itself still has a silver lining.
15 Jan 2011 (Vs. AHS 4H 03)
Coming into our second ABL game last week, the team was in high spirits. No one came late. Save for a couple of players, the AHS 4D03 lineup was almost complete. However, we were ill-prepared for the shocking firepower of the opposing team. For the first two quarters, we were shell-shocked. Even if the core of the team was complete, we couldn’t seem to get into our groove.
By halftime, the lead had ballooned to a massive 15 points (or was 18 points? Honestly, I lost count).
View the stats here
The opposing team controlled the boards. Their attacks came from both the inside and the outside. To complicate matters, the team shot miserably from the free throw line. We couldn’t seem to move the ball around. Nevertheless, the team was able to narrow the lead to as low as 5 points in the third quarter, before a dagger of a three cut short our scoring run.
After the game, we looked far from the champion team of ABL 2009. What the hell happened?
23 Jan 2011 (Vs. Team Gavino)
Fast forward 8 days later. The team was hungry to get that first ever “W” – to climb out of a 4-game rut that stretched from the final two games of season 2010.
Paolo “The Machine” Rosales erupted for 8 straight points right after the tip-off (Oddly, Yayo Puno remarked before the game that the team has yet to grab the lead this season!). Finally, we found our chemistry again as our outside shooters hit their marks. Our undersized front court held their ground, as well.
For the time this season, we weren’t bamboozled under the boards.
I can hardly look at the stats. It was terrible.
But that “W” remained ever so elusive. Despite stellar shooting nights from Rosales and Adi Dimaliwat, our free throw shooting and medium-range jumpers were atrocious. There were also some rough points in our 2-3 zone defense, which the opposing team’s three-point shooters readily exploited.
We couldn’t hold on to our 1st quarter lead. The barrage of three-pointers from the opposing team’s snipers stunted our playing catch up.
Nevertheless, the atmosphere was less gloomy than the previous game. We knew that for the first time this season, we actually played as one cohesive unit – albeit in a losing effort.
After the game, the guys stayed for a bit, talking about the game. It sucks to lose. That’s a fact. But as I looked at faces of my friends – guys I’ve known for more than a decade – I felt a certain sense of warmth. Despite the loss, despite the one-sided game, we knew for a fact that we fought well.
In basketball – as in life – things such as these just cannot be quantified.