Today is the day of the equation (Ni+Lu)ka, since both my earliest friend Nika and Luka Dončić celebrate their birthdays. This happened last night. If you watched because I keep going on about Luka, I hope you watched till the end.
Be calm Even if they are 21 points down in the third quarter, even if the opponent is Steph-dammit-Curry, even if Luka keeps losing the ball, passing to teammates who don’t score, getting hit and not drawing fouls and then bitching to everybody about everything, with both his (divorced) parents from Slovenia in attendance since he is turning 23 in a few hours, even if it’s almost 4 am and you’re tempted to call it a night and let them lose without you. Don’t. Calma. Miracles happen but only if you don’t give up and watch how Luka’s team decide to give him the best present of all, of not giving up.
Here is a fancy basketball court in Savsko naselje in Ljubljana, the city of birth of Luka as well my mom’s, my friend’s and mine. Behind the tall building there is the yellow house where mom lived growing up. She took me there in 2018 and we found this lovely courtyard. For her basketball came later. She grew into an excellent guard who was hitting three-pointers way before they were invented.
And my friend Nika trained basketball too. There she is in my blogging memories at the end. As you can see there, our fathers played basketball too.
Happy birthday, Nika + Luka!
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #303: Becalmed
This day in my blogging history