Freshman point guard Chris Robertson woke up before 12 PM last Sunday morning with no intention of oversleeping into the afternoon. Doing so would put his energy and athleticism at a risk, the last thing his teammates on the Flint Michigan Tropics needed from their standout point guard.
“I needed to be fresh and awake for the big game, so waking up way before the game was entirely necessary. Normally I would sleep into the afternoon—I guess it just shows how dedicated I am,” said Robertson.
The Tropics were set to play Team Dynasty in their weekly BC intramural basketball league match-up that night and everyone had to be in prime shape. No slackers or “walk-ons” were allowed in this elite collection of ballers.
About eight hours later, Robertson and his fellow teammates boarded the Newton bus. Hands shaking and feet cold, the team got ready to embark on what would be the biggest intramural game of their young lives.
One could cut the silence on the bus with small talk, but no one dared to interrupt the Flint Michigan Tropics, who, at that point, were engulfed in their game strategy and tactics. Recreating plays in their heads much like algebraic formulas, the team knew it would have to beat Team Dynasty with immense basketball IQ.
Their opponents were far too physically dominant for the Tropics to beat them nonchalantly and head-to-head. To somehow pull off the victory, they had to master the art of the pick-and-roll and beyond.
The emotion was palpable. Thoughts scrambled in and out of the heads of Robertson and the rest of the squad as the bus screeched to a halt outside the Plex doors.
It was time to conquer the seemingly unconquerable, a task proving to be even more daunting than the team’s glorious 12-6 victory over Freshmen’s Finest during the halftime of the BC-Wake Forest game, which won them front-row tickets to the Celtics-Bulls NBA game later in the month.
Although a win over Team Dynasty would not promise anything material, the Flint Michigan Tropics knew that besting their opponent would cement them as one of the greatest intramural teams of all time.
Unfortunately for the Tropics, the contest did not pan out like many thought it would.
Team Dynasty’s physical presence was overbearing, even for a Tropics squad that featured two 6-foot-something forwards. One trifecta of players on Team Dynasty could be compared to McHale, Parish and Bird running the Boston Garden in the 80s, swinging the ball around with grace and fluidity.
Don’t let the annoying background music keep you from gazing in awe at Bird, McHale and Parish’s antics—Team Dynasty’s performance can certainly be likened to this:
Members of the Tropics squad ended up feeling pretty demoralized by the end of a 75-50 thrashing, citing physicality as the reason for their being such a gap in skill.
Tropics stud Coleman Walsh, remarking on the disparity between the two teams, said, “We were hanging with them in the beginning, but after a while we had some serious trouble defending against their gigantic forwards. They penetrated the paint all day.”
Walsh, along with guard Luke Sala, shagged three’s several times throughout the game.
“Come get some, boy,” gestured Walsh after draining a jumper in the face of a BC football star.
The made three-pointer was one of the only highlights for a team that could not generate much offense against Dynasty’s agile defenders.
Tropics team captain Mitch McGinty remained optimistic after the loss. “We played our hardest, keeping our mentality of “no blood, no foul” and remaining somewhat competitive with the league’s very best,” said McGinty, “ I am confident we can go places in the playoffs.”
Through all the woe and misery, team Tropics looks to overcome their setback next Sunday. Maybe, this time, it won’t be necessary for Robertson to worry about over-sleeping.
It is only intramurals, after all.