Dead whistles

I must say that yesterday's game was a brutal one in terms of physicality. The referees were basically letting us play, minus the whistles. It was a heated battle from the get-go. There was a little bit of everything, from trash-talking to cheap shots and hard fouls. I, myself, kept bouncing around like a pingpong ball everytime I drive to the basket without any fouls being called. I only have multiple bumps and bruises across my elbows and knees to show for it. It's all good though as we raced to a 2-0 record, topping Division F Group 2.

We're gunning for a third straight win in two weeks time.