Processing speed

Sunday has evolved into doubles day for our merry little clan, where Adam, Patrick and I host a rotating cast of neerdowells for our yuckfest of on-court fuckupery. Yesterday we got Seth, who along with Patrick made me and Adam look slightly silly.

Many years ago Graham got a neuropsych evaluation through TEACH, the pioneering autism research and treatment organization of which Victor Zinn had been a founder. Graham's results came back high and very high in a bunch of categories, but on the low end for "processing speed." As with many of his traits, I'm pretty sure this came from me. I've never been good at certain things. I remember having a hard time at Phillips when guys would stand around in circles telling circles and trading witticisms. Chris George and Crabill were on fire, but I'd be on the edge and something would come to me but I wouldn't be able to get it in. Or I'd wait and jam it in somewhere when there was a nanosecond of free air but the whole flow had moved on and the guys would look at me funny. Organized basketball, especially with a ref, was the same thing: the patterns would emerge too quickly and I could never really consistently anticipate what was going to happen next. Doubles feels the same. It happens so fast sometimes I can't get get my arms around it.

Soccer and singles are different. For the most part fewer things can happen, and the rhythms that emerge are pretty rule-bound. They suit me better than basketball and doubles.

No doubt I could overcome this with more practice and/or with going to clinics or even watching more YouTube videos about doubles strategy. But there are problems with all of those things, mostly related to efficiency and the limitations of the whole 24/7 thing. Who has time for all that when a hungry blog cries out in hunger?