From the minute we bought our house, I had plans to take down the basketball hoop. I don't think hoops should be adhered to the front of a home. Not a look I like at all.
Ryan on the other hand liked it, and said he would use it. In the past year, he used it once- and scuffed up the garage. So it was time for this monstrosity to go.
This weekend, Ryan took our crow bar to the sucker. And after a few nudges, it fell to the ground, never to grace our house again.
But we were left with this.
You win, hoop. You win.
And to the previous owners of our house. REALLY? 25+ nail holes and four big gaping holes is what it took to keep this thing up? Joke's on us. And the stucco team is on their way.