Lions Slaughtered in Battle at Lincoln

You can't win 'em all, right? And when you don't win 'em, sometimes you lose by an unspeakable margin.

Tonight our basketball team traveled to Lincoln where we took on the Lincoln University Lakers. Driving up to the "Uni" (that's what they call their universities here) we could tell we were in trouble. Their school was huge, and their fitness/workout center alone was the size of my hometown of Holland. Let's just say they reached 100 points, and we sure didn't. In fact we scored a third of what they did. As you can tell, I'm avoiding writing out the final score because it's too embarrassing... you can figure it out. We're still 2-2 on the season though.

I can't get too down about the game. As usual, it was still fun. The Lakers were all tall, lanky Englishmen... but only half of them have recognized the importance of a good deodorant. When I was in the game, player # 4 asked me in a very butchered English, "Do you speak Greek?" I was thinking, "heck no...do I look Greek?!" and all I could think about was the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding (great movie, by the way). So how often are you playing in a basketball game in England when a 6 foot 6 Uni boy asks you if you speek Greek? How do you reply? Well, if you're Ashley Henke you reply with the only Greek word in your vocabulary: "baklava." If you're not rolling on the floor with laughter right now, you obviously don't know what baklava is.... It's a delicious Greek dessert, first introduced to me by my friend Shirley who's a home economics teacher (sorry, I know there is a more up-to-date proper name for Home Ec, but i can't think of it right now.) Anyway, it would be like me asking a random person from, say Uzbekistan, if he speaks English... and they'd reply with "Apple pie." haha.

I'm off to attempt some homework... goodbye for now.