Entry posted by Kyle Dumas '09 on August 20
Late night, August 18th
In honor of the 1992 Dream Team, Kyle Dumas '09 and Max "M. Night" Shillalies '11 combined to form a powerhouse spades duo, the likes of which the world had yet to see and may never witness again. In an eerie repeat of the '92 Summer Olympic Games, Dumas and Shillalies dominated little known amateurs Tim "Balding Eagle" Shaw '10 and Jonny "Bravo" Ciriello '11 from start to finish. Eventually, the four competitors joined the rest of their teammates for a much-needed night of sleep.
For the first and only time since our arrival in Brazil, we mercifully dozed uninterrupted by wake-up calls. A few of us got up in time for breakfast and the Brazil vs. Argentina futbol match (Argentina 3, Brazil 0; a nation mourns), while others slept or relaxed until lunch. We headed over to the mall food court for a quick meal and then to the post office to send some post cards back home (what's up Marge and D-Murph). After a brief stop back at the hotel for jerseys and a team meeting, we set out for our fifth and final game.
Hamilton vs. Jacqueri
By tip-off time the gym -- a large, old barn near the center of the city with concrete steps for seats -- was nearly packed. We managed to take a small lead early on the strength of Joe Manns' mongoose-like reflexes in the press and our tenacity on the boards. We maintained the advantage throughout a physical and uptempo first half and into the third quarter. By the start of the fourth, the atmosphere was, in the words of coach Anderson, "tremendous, unbelieveable." Jacqueri took the lead with a strong run, and the outcome for the Continentals was in doubt. However, a clutch Tim Shaw three-pointer and a rare Lance Wilson '11 defensive play sealed the contest for Hamilton.
We shook hands, posed for a group picture and prepared for the rush of Brazilian basketball fans onto the court. Joe Manns '10 was again stripped naked by adoring fans and forced to leave the gym wearing only socks. Lance Wilson became encircled by throngs of admirers who undoubtedly mistook him for hip-hop sensation Ja Rule. One kid only wanted to know what version of Playstation I had and was delighted to discover we both owned PS 2. We finally escaped the gym and went out for another delicious pizza buffet. Our main man from Rio (false, Gaff), Fernando, ordered us some chocolate pizza for dessert and we all climbed back in the bus satisfied after another eventful day.