I watched Coach Carter Friday night. I was raring to watch the movie ever since I heard about it on the radio and watched the trailers on TV. Of course I can’t go to the movies, our son still doesn’t have an attention span that long to sit through a full-length movie yet. After watching it, I never regretted spending money to get a VCD copy of the movie — I was even sorry that I didn’t get the DVD version instead. The movie brought again memories of how much I wanted to play basketball and be a professional basketball player. It also brought memories of how much I missed the kind of camaraderie that exists between players in an athletic team (I missed that kind of bonding so much that I try to cultivate the same atmosphere with my development team at work).
How I wish I’m playing basketball at the pro level right now. However if I think about it deeply, if I did I won’t be experiencing the level of fulfillment that I have right now (having a family of my own) — I might still be running the kind of life I had when I was a bachelor. That’s something that I’d never trade for anything else.