Tuesday after weights 10 of us were told we had to be at the coliseum at 6am for a drug test.  Something about waking up 5:30 and heading over to the coliseum made my off day feel alot like an on day.  It was my first time getting tested. Quite the experience.  Its about what you’d expect.  You go in. You have to wash your hands. They give you a cup and then stare at you as you fill it to the specified line.

My guy decided to try to make it less awkward by whistling while I was doing all this. WTF.  Note to drug testers: Whistling during the test does not make things less awkward - In fact, it makes it much more awkward.

In my last post I said I’d be updating with a story about Richard Jefferson and Luke Walton’s time in Athens. Here goes:

A girl from my high school was at the Mall of Georgia with a friend on Friday afternoon. As they were leaving they were approached by 3 guys asking about a good taxi service.  They said they had taken a nasty cab over that charged them $50.  When they found out the guys were going to UGA, the girls offered them a ride.  It turns out, the three guys were NBA players Richard Jefferson and Luke Walton and PGA golfer Ricky Barnes. 

Part of the conversation on the way home:

Girl: So do you guys play college sports or something?

Luke Walton: Well we used to….Now we play professionally

Girl:  How gullible do you think I am?

Luke (pulling out his iPhone): Well here’s a picture of me with the NBA finals trophy.

Girl: That doesn’t mean anything, you could just be the guy who cleans it.

Luke: Ok here’s me with Phil Jackson at dinner.

Girl: I bet alot of people in LA get their picture taken with him at restaurants.

Luke: Here’s a picture of me and Kobe in the locker room.

Girl: Ok I believe you now.