My basketball _ Hun Hun

Dull life I even could not find the place you want to mark the occasion, empty days, repeat a series of activities that do not know what is not due to the inertia. Classes, play cards, drink, sleep, shopping ... Is the clock hurried machinery to replicate. Only basketball, basketball contact each time and, each time a gallop on the pitch, which is the heart of desire, is the enthusiasm of the release. Fortunately there are basketball, I already think of him as my partner, my friend, and never betray. In fact, basketball can also become religion. A share of no!