It was a Monday Night, or Tuesday, I don't really remember and Rebeca, Renee, and I were participating in a friendly game of Church League Volleyball. As an added bonus, Michelle showed up to watch us that night which was a treat as she rarely, if ever, showed up to watch us play.
Well, the game played along as usual. Bump/Set/Spike...Jason gets over stimulated and starts berating middle-aged menopausal woman whilst raining down spike after spike upon their defenseless targets otherwise known as heads (that's another blog someone can post about, stupid besh).
Then, IT happened. You ask me, Jason, what is IT? Well, pull up and chair and I will tell you, friend.
As a little background to this story, let me offer up this tidbit of information to you. Me + Sports = Tool. I am a total dick when it comes to sports, and I unnecessarily took it out on my teammates when they made mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes, but in Church Volleyball, that is grounds for being dragged behind a horse in Jason's world.
So, knowing this, everyone, including Renee, would try there best as to not feel my wrath.
Back to the story. We were playing our game, and probably winning (we ha a good team towards the end of the season GO BAYSIDE!) when a lazy pop up made it's way to Renee's general vacinity of the court.
While tracking the ball (eyes on the ball, not the court obviously) Renee goes DIVING into a group of random chairs approx 10-15 feet away from the court. Metal on bone noises follow, followed by Renee popping up out of the chairs, much like a Whack-A-Mole appearing from it's hole, her hair out of sorts, pride taken down a peg. And she says "I'm OK" trying her best not to look totally embarrassed at what just occured.
Unfortunatley for her, that notion was quickly shot down by a birage of laughter from all that saw it. None louder than her own sister, Michelle.
Even after everyone had calmed, and we resumed our game...snickers could be heard from the corner of the church where Michelle was seated.
Renee, that was one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. Thank you for being such a great sport about it. I was/am proud of you for giving it your all.
3 comments:
Good story, renee was always trying her best that would of been a good dive if those stupid chairs didnt get in her way;) right nae??
Yeah I was always trying my best!! Thanks Boo! Oh and by the way Jason I don't think anyone is surpised by the fact that you turn into a total tool when you play any sort of competetive game/sport...Did anyone mention that it was way more embarrassing because I had a total crush on Steve who was also there playing on the team??
But I do recall laying there for a bit (trying to figure out my one-liner after THIS embarrasing moment) and then sticking up my hand saying, I'm okay....
is that wrong?
I forgot about the whole Steve thing! Poor Renee, but I can say guys like girls with a sense of humor...and that definitly showed you had one and could just laugh at yourself.
Too bad evil Michelle was not only snickering because you fell into the stack of chairs, but she was also about to take your crush away!!! : )
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