Volleyball?

It's kinda funny. It took a move to the other side of the world to discover something about myself...

I like volleyball.

Its not that I disliked it before. I just didn't have enough exposure to know that I liked it.I should probably qualify that statement. I am referring to watching it, not playing.

Yeah... that would be quite interesting, me playing volleyball.

For the last two months, there has been a lot of that white ball being bumped, served, and spiked. 

The seventh grade boys is one of the nine teams vying for practice time. Last weekend was the culmination of Jacob's season- the tournament.

So last Saturday, 6am saw Carl, Jacob, and myself  on our way to school to catch the team bus to Taipei. That wasn't quite as bad as the swim team's departure earlier in the school year. 5:45am was just a tad bit early for a Saturday. 

They played well. Jacob, despite a slight height disadvantage, contributed greatly to their effort to take first place. In the championship game, they played the best I have ever seen them. They focused, worked together, and made smart plays. Unfortunately, first place was not theirs to claim. After taking the first game, they lost the second. Increasing pressure and tired muscles left them lacking in the tie breaking game. 

Jacob... Number 13.

Outside court...even at end the of October

After their only loss... a difficult, but well played game. 

Growing up too fast!

So what's next for middle school athletes? Softball, of course! (Softball in November and December does seem a little bit weird, but we're not in Ohio anymore!) Go Mustangs!