It Just Got Real

Today I made my return to Bismarck, North Dakota official. I faxed in my contract sealing my season (or hopefully just a part of it) as a D-League baller. You know what I'm saying... like KG except I aint worth a dollar, right?

My contract had the usual agreements on it:

Do you agree to compete in the NBDL?

Yes.

Do you agree to make way less money than you would overseas in hopes that you recieve a call-up and a shot at the NBA life?

Yes.

Do you agree to go back to North Dakota?

Sure.

Do you agree to living in sub zero temperatures and snow for months at a time?

Done it before.

Are you sure, considering that you still don't know how to drive in the snow?

Gotta learn sometime.

Do you agree to 8 hour van rides, 10 day road trips, 5 hour layovers, and flights that always connect through Denver or Mineapolis?

Yes.

Are you sure? Denver is really scary to in and out of with all that turbulence and all.

It's Halloween, there are scarier things. Yes.

Did you look at the schedule and notice that you will not leave the midwest for months?

Uh huh.

Do you agree to playing in for and in front of the best fans in the D-League?

I would do it for free (not really). Yes.

Are you ready to rock?!

Yep.

And roll?

Indeed.




And thus, after signing off on (and mentally agreeing to) all of the above stipulations, I can proclaim my return. I am returning to Bucks, and Stadium, B Dubs and Dennys, the Steak Buffet and Wal Mart, Best Buy and Ressler Chevrolet commercials. Lets rock! You know, and roll...
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