Vball downturn, weekend
This volleyball season has been my worst EVER. This past weekend my regular partner was out of town so I played with someone new whom I had played against a few times. He is 11 or 12 years younger than I am so his energy level is high. Unfortunately it didn’t translate into good results on the court. We went 1-3 and missed playoffs. The game we did win we had to come back from being down 20-18 to win. Unfortunately the scene was much the same as most matches this year. The other team constantly serves to my partner forcing me into being a setter which is something I don’t excel at and the results are poor. I lost my temper several times. One noticable incident was after I got a rare serve, Jeremy made a good set tight to the net. There was no block and I decided I wanted to crush the ball straight down to relieve some frustration and instead pounded the ball into the net. I was screaming the lord’s name in vain, grabbed the net and shook it violently and just made a general ass of myself. The whole day was more or less like that with us losing to teams that a year ago I would have written off as sure wins for me. It sucked. Jeremy is a good kid and despite the bad results, it was fun to play with him and we got along well off the court. His skills are raw and we would need a decent amount of practice time to iron out our game. This week are the finals for the other tourney in South Beach. I’ll bust my ass and pray for better results. I’d hate to have my season end with play similar to this week. It would make me seriously doubt if I wanted to keep at it.
My mom had the weekend off since she ended her old job Friday and starts the new one today so she came out. She went shopping with Ali on Saturday and then stayed over till Sunday. It was nice having her out as we don’t see her nearly enough. Her new job has much better hours which we hope will translate into more regular visits from her.
On Sunday I knocked out a few housechores but since Mom was there for a good chunk of the day and the fact that wanted to watch football, I blew off cutting the grass. I’m sure I’ll regret it when I am trudging through a jungle next weekend but oh well.
On Sunday morning Ali and I did our run. Ali set a new personal best with running a total of 2.5 miles, which was cut into to two 1.25 mile segments. The first running session was really tough on her so I was surprised she pushed it on round two. She really has showed interest in pursuing running regularly which I am more than happy to support. Even though I played vball Saturday, I was able to run Sunday without major issue. Other parts of my body hurt more than my legs and knees.
On my way home from the tournament on Saturday I was in a downer mood from the bad vball performance (which I am still feeling today). I stopped in traffic behind an early 90’s Ford Escort hatchback. On the glass there were two stickers. In the bottom left corner was one that said “Nice People Swallow” and in the middle top was one that simply saild “ASSHOLE” I’m sure this guy picks up lots of chicks.
My opening week in fantasy football was a downer as well. My QB and wide receivers totally sucked, combined they generated 10 points which is unreal. Even with that miserable performance I only lost by 8 points so if even one of those players could have performed up to par I would have won. How can Trent Green score 7 points with the team putting up 28?? My reserve QB, Joey stinkin Harrington would have been a better choice Sunday. Carnell Williams who was on the bench for me, racked up 148 yards and a TD. Grrrr. Such are the ups and downs of FF.