by Samr<br>
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After much anticipation on the behalf of a few, brave souls, the day had finally come. Saturday March 26, 2005- a day that will live in infamy. For the rest of this article. Past experiences have taught me that I am not good at directions. I set my alarm for 5:00 a.m. with the goal to leave at 6:45. This would leave me with an hour to get from my house to the Quarry where I would then meet up with an undetermined number of fellow SpursCentral members and drive down to the SBC Center. <br>
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After arriving 45 minutes early, I proceeded to drive laps around the Quarry shopping center. Really, there’s not a whole lot to do at 7:00 in the morning. SpurLoca and her friend arrived around 7:40 with Jackie(Blondie4Spurs) and Kristin(kmgoSpurs) coming in shortly thereafter. The weather was nice, the wind was blowing, and we learned that Quarry Shopping Center security is lax at best. Really, if you ever have the urge to pull out an entire lock of hair and throw it on the ground, that’s the place. <br>
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The SBC Center was surprisingly crowded. I’d guess there was maybe 500-600 people there, if not more. Walking to the SBC Center, I learned that people actually find Rasho Nesterovic “attractive.” I will withhold the names to protect the guilty, but I swear Kristin, Jackie, and expecially myself are all innocent. Unfortunately, the race organizers decided it would be best to ignore the instructions they sent to the media, and instead allow race-day registration, dogs, old people, and strollers. Not that this has any direct effect on me, I just feel it’s my job to accurately inform the reader. And I’m really scrapping for newsworthy stuff here. <br>
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Brent Barry showed up, feeling safe for the first time in a while to make a public appearance after his performance last night. After seeing him in person, I now fully understand why people call him “bones.” Really, I’m pretty sure I could receive a fairly deep gash from his jaw line. A cell phone picture of him was taken because we need something to report on this site, so hopefully that’ll appear soon. The press conference is scheduled for “sometime in the future.”<br>
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Everyone gathered at the start line (on the south side entrance of the SBC Center) in eager anticipation. Or maybe they just wanted to get it over with. There was an ambulance standing by just in case someone decided death was the better alternative. After waiting in line for around 5 minutes, the announcer came on over the PA system and announced that the race would be delayed an extra 10 minutes to allow everyone to debate whether or not they had enough time to run to the restroom. While waiting, we noticed that RC Buford was daring enough to come out of hiding. Thoughts were exchanged as to what would be the most effective way to let RC know he was really not all that well liked, though unfortunately, none were acted on.<br>
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The race started with about as much excitement as can be gained from 500 people running in one direction. Let me give you a dead-on description of what the first mile was like: picture someone. Now picture someone running. Now picture a lot of people running. Are you keeping up with me? Ok, good.<br>
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Turning the corner into <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.nba.com/media/spurs/5krace_map.jpg">Lot 6</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> allowed everyone the perfect opportunity to see exactly how many people were more superior athletes than themselves. Fortunately, it also meant the water station was coming. The back stretch, which you will see as the northernmost part of the course if you were motivated enough to click that link, was quite possibly the most boring half mile of my life. The fact that one could actually run for a half mile in a straight line is an accomplishment all in and of itself. The massive expanse of unused parking was like a concrete Sahara desert, interspersed with people playing a massive game of Follow the Leader. The two parking lots combined to create enough open square footage to logistically take off and land a cruise ship. Kelly Air Force Base should be jealous.<br>
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I finished the race tired, and surprisingly unmotivated. The combination of Jackie, Kristin, Spurloca, and her friend provided for too many laughs pre-race for me to take it seriously. I immediately headed over to the water station, took two cups, and drenched my face. See, the water station at the 2-mile mark thought it would be funny to place Gatorade in the cups. Without looking, I grabbed the cup and threw it on myself. I didn’t think it was funny. But it tasted good.<br>
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The rest of the SC crew finished strong, though simply finishing the race is hard enough as it is. Hey, three miles is farther than you ran today. As we got into our cars to go our separate ways... nothing significant happened. I was just anxious to get home and write this. It means I’m not obligated to accept an assignment until at least another three days. <br>
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I must say, though, if the group of people I met today was any indication of the type of people who run SpursCentral, y’all are in good hands. Or at the very minimum, you’re going to laugh. <br>
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Awsome. Looks like Jackie left me a present. The quality of that picture really isn't bad for being taken on a camera phone. But trust me, the height differential is deffinately greater than that. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.sahoops.net/smilies/lol.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> (and no, that's not me)<br>
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Happy Easter.<br>
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<!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://img56.exs.cx/img56/9382/bunny5dp.jpg"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p204.ezboard.com/bsanantoniospurs62937.showUserPublicProfile?gid=samr@sanantoniospurs62937>Samr</A> at: 3/28/05 3:45 pm<br></i>

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