It that time of year again. That time of year where you go to an old, cramped, dimly lit gym and watch a young family member "play" basketball with 9 other boys his size. Running up and down the court as one massive unit until one breaks away from the pack and throws the ball towards goal. The parents and other family members cringing in the bleachers hoping that their little guy is throwing the ball at the correct goal. That's right folks it's time for Rec Basketball! Here is my nephew Mason as he waits his turn on the sidelines. And it's not that bad to watch him, he is actually pretty good.