Basketball in Spain

Well, this is the start of my first weekend in Spain, and it's been a busy one. I just finished the first workout for tryouts for a basketball team here in Spain. After not playing for more than a week, boy was I not prepared. They go hard! I was dying out there, I'm not exaggerating, I felt and believe that I was close to a heat stroke. The coach was so intense, few water breaks, no smiles, all business. The workout consisted of everything from jump rope, push-ups, sit-ups, resistance training, all things that I suck at! We did do some drills that allowed me to show my skills, but I was so winded that I couldn't give a good example of what I'm capable of. This was not what I was expecting. Something interesting though, the whole time during the work, I really did feel like I was about to have a heat stroke, but the whole time all I could think about was my national pride, USA, USA and I didn't want to give up and have all the Spaniards say, "Look at this weak little American". I know that sounds silly but with the coach eye balling me all the time, I didn't want to disappoint. I must mention though that all the Spaniard players were really nice to me, helped me when I didn't understand, and generally seemed interested in what I had to say and though. I think this is interesting because basketball is a language. All of us were there for one reason, we love basketball. Anyway, I'm gonna get going, first weekend here, I have to go live it up! Right? Probably shouldn't after the evening I had but I feel much better now. Peace out! Time to partayyyyy!!!