He was there again today, the F.B.W.A, Frat Boy With Attitude. I saw him shooting alone and left the gym.
"That's it, I'm not playing today," I said to myself.
I rode the stationary bike for four minutes. Completely boring. Went back to the gym and they were forming teams. I made sure I wasn't on the F.B.W.A's team.
We smoked them. He demoralizes his teams by screaming at them.
The ugliest part of his ,though: His core belief that Asians can't play ball. Every time one of the two Asian guys on my team scored, he would say something like, "You've got to be joking."
After one Asian dude lit him up for 10 points, he screamed, "Seriously?!"
"Seriously," I said to him.
I can't believe I hooped it up with a KKK member in Berkeley.
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Hah, I play a lot of ball at the University of Kentucky rec center and this kind of thing happens quite often...not necessarily the racism, but the frattiness. Ruins the game for all parties involved.
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