Friday, September 23, 2011
SEE YA!!!
Monday was the girls volleyball game; it was outrageous, to say the least. The football team usually goes to all of the home to cheer for our girls and this game was against our rival school Dixon; we were extra rowdy. The first match was going very well, our girls were winning twenty to seven and our crowd was going crazy. We would chant, "Sterling Warriors, [clap, clap, clap clap clap]" there were several different variations of the defense chant. We won the first match twenty-five to twelve. Then Dixon had first serve in the second match; the girl serving looked very nervous, she was tallish and pretty scrawny. When she tossed the ball up for the serve, at the top of my lungs, I shouted, "I'm in your head!' the ball went straight into the net. It was our serve and Cassidy Gillihan was up, she scored six points in a row; Dixon finally stopped her. Then it was the next girls turn. This series of event made our crowd go out of control, and our student section was chanting literally anything they could think of. I remember one of their chants was, "We chant everything! [clap, clap, clap clap clap]" The girl looked over at our section with great determination. She tossed the ball up and again I shouted, "I'm in your head!" She made the serve in and she seemed pretty happy. After the play the ref blew his whistle pointed at our student section while holding up a yellow card; I never knew this but i guess that means we are warned. She looked over at our section with a kind of ha-I-can-still-get-the-ball-in-even-with-distractions look but then she saw Jordan Neal with his shirt lifted up over his extremely large stomach jiggling his fat; her face went straight from confident to disgusted. I could tell that she was very distracted by this so again when she tossed the ball up I yelled even louder than I did before, "I'm in your head!" The ball went straight into the net. The official climbed down his stand like he was all high and mighty blowing his whistle. He walked over and told me either I leave or everybody leaves. I hopped up threw my fists in the sky and yelled, "See ya!" Everybody applauded while I walked out the door. I'm pretty sure I am the first one to ever get kicked out of a volleyball game.
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Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself at any rate. :) I like this piece becomes rather rhythmic because you include the chants--that works pretty well. But I would suggest that you step back a bit from listing every detail as it happend and zero in on a couple. This way, we'll be more drawn in to the moment.
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