Andrew and I both grew up with a love for basketball. When I was around 4 years old I still remember going over to my neighbors across the street and shooting hoops in their yard. I was one of the few girls in the neighborhood and wanted so badly to be one of the boys. I was convinced if I could get good enough they would let me play with them. So I started practicing - over and over and over. I started dribbling, then shooting, then both. After a while I was one of the boys, and I have the greatest memories growing up playing basketball and learning the game from the neighborhood crew.
I got my first "real" hoop when I was 5 years old and I'll never forget being in the garage with my dad (it was March and was freezing) and having him assemble it for me that night so I could play on it. I was so excited to get out there and the sound of a ball bouncing will forevermore remind me of my dad. I would shoot outside for hours growing up and any time I ever asked him to come out and play with me he never hesitated. Looking back now I realize I also took for granted the fact that he never asked me to go play. Both my parents were awesome at never making me practice or pushing me. Now that I'm older I realize how cool this was. They just encouraged me and seriously couldn't care less if I was good or not. How I hope I can be that awesome with my kids one day!
Andrew and I met when we were about 10 years old playing super league basketball on the same team. His dad was our coach and we both loved the game! Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that SIXTEEN years later we'd be married and installing a monster basketball hoop for our own kids to grow up on. I can't wait for all the memories that lie ahead on this court!
Like I said, super smooth and we've already had SO much fun on it. The night we got it up we played our first game of horse (much to Andrew's horror I beat him) and we have had a lot of intense "tornado" battles with all our neighbors.
Can't wait for all the memories that lie ahead on this beauty!