Friday, March 27, 2009

Volleyball Update

So as most of you know I've been practicing with a club volleyball team for the past 4 or 5 months. The first few weeks of practice were humiliating. It doesn't help that the team I'm on won the Madrid Regional Championship last year. However, I stuck with it, mostly because it was too late to sign up for another sport, but I'm glad I stayed on. After around 1 1/2 - 2 months I started feeling like I could practice without messing up the other players and now I'm starting to feel like a little threat.

This year we went back to the championship tournament - only the top four teams get to play in it. After the second game of the tournament I was hoisted onto the shoulders of my teammates and thrown up in the air four times as my team cheered for "Ingles" ("English" which is what they call me). Yeah, I know, you can start applauding now...

Actually my team lost that game and I haven't played one minute this entire season. First of all I signed up too late to play and so I can't officially play in the games and secondly I'm not quite up to the standard. They played well but just couldn't keep up with the giants on the other team. I was really proud of the guys though; never got down on each other, didn't fight with the referees, restrained each other from fighting, and even after they lost they still cheered for playing well and for having a good time - they were jumping around center court and acting like they'd just won the championship....then they saw me standing with the other fans. They ran over and had me hop over the fence that separates the court from the fans and let me fly for the first time ever :) Haha, so yeah, I wasn't lying, but no need to applaud.

I'm sure going to miss those guys. We're going to still keep practicing but only for the occasional friendly match/tournament. And that's all for now...

1 comment:

Adriane said...

that's so funny! Mom told me the story the other day. sound's like you're quite the bench-warmer hero!
I haven't seen your blogs recently, so it was fun to read all your funny stories, the recipe, and see your pictures. you didn't mention that those running tights are from me. I'm hurt. love you.