TRUE GRIT AND DETERMINATION, OR FOOLISH NUMB-SKULLERY????
You decide.
Last night was a testiment to the adversity and hardiness of Manitobans. Yes, they sit in the rain at Bomber games.....Pish Posh! So they play sports in the rain.....child's play!
Last night we arrived at our "BEACH" (I use that word lightly) volleyball play-offs to find the courts completely flooded and the community club unable to extend the season any longer.
So....we had to finish the play-offs in the SWAMP. We ran through ankle deep water, the hardiest of characters even dove in the swill. Some people would have considered these conditions akin to boot camp and left with their dignity in tact. But for most the competitive edge won out over common sense. We played in the cold, muddy pits for FOUR HOURS!!!
After my partner and I lost our first game...we celebrated! Let's get out of here! But it is double round knock out and that was only our first loss so we had to lose one more time to go home!
We went to our next game wet and cold, but determined to suck it up! Well, all of a sudden we started clicking and WINNING!!! A couple hours later we were still playing, and found ourselves moving back up to the A-side to the semi-finals. What are we doing????
Three hours later we had won the semi-finals and were on our way to the finals. It was comeback story. It was an example of hard work and determination. It was true grit in two prairie girls who wouldn't give up. It was cold and wet and stupid. Our muscles ached, our feet hurt and we were tired from playing the last three hours.
Given the choice to play the finals right then or postpone to next week. Given how tired we were, and cold and wet and achy we made the right decision. Let's DO THIS THING!!!
So three and half hours later, we fought it out. Tooth and nail, point by point. We won the first game....CRAP!!! That means we have to keep playing them. (they were undefeated in the double round knock out so to win, we would have to beat them twice! Yes, two best of three matches at 10:20 pm in the cold mud pits).
Thankfully, we lost the second and third games so we could go home to a hot shower. But we got second place and some slick prizes, but more importantly....we showed true grit.
Two tough prairie girls sat down in the car, and started feeling our feet, hands and every tendon start to seize up and begin the ache that was due them. And we smiled and laughed. Maybe we'll have more sense next year, and get knocked out in the first round. But probably not.
You decide.
Last night was a testiment to the adversity and hardiness of Manitobans. Yes, they sit in the rain at Bomber games.....Pish Posh! So they play sports in the rain.....child's play!
Last night we arrived at our "BEACH" (I use that word lightly) volleyball play-offs to find the courts completely flooded and the community club unable to extend the season any longer.
So....we had to finish the play-offs in the SWAMP. We ran through ankle deep water, the hardiest of characters even dove in the swill. Some people would have considered these conditions akin to boot camp and left with their dignity in tact. But for most the competitive edge won out over common sense. We played in the cold, muddy pits for FOUR HOURS!!!
After my partner and I lost our first game...we celebrated! Let's get out of here! But it is double round knock out and that was only our first loss so we had to lose one more time to go home!
We went to our next game wet and cold, but determined to suck it up! Well, all of a sudden we started clicking and WINNING!!! A couple hours later we were still playing, and found ourselves moving back up to the A-side to the semi-finals. What are we doing????
Three hours later we had won the semi-finals and were on our way to the finals. It was comeback story. It was an example of hard work and determination. It was true grit in two prairie girls who wouldn't give up. It was cold and wet and stupid. Our muscles ached, our feet hurt and we were tired from playing the last three hours.
Given the choice to play the finals right then or postpone to next week. Given how tired we were, and cold and wet and achy we made the right decision. Let's DO THIS THING!!!
So three and half hours later, we fought it out. Tooth and nail, point by point. We won the first game....CRAP!!! That means we have to keep playing them. (they were undefeated in the double round knock out so to win, we would have to beat them twice! Yes, two best of three matches at 10:20 pm in the cold mud pits).
Thankfully, we lost the second and third games so we could go home to a hot shower. But we got second place and some slick prizes, but more importantly....we showed true grit.
Two tough prairie girls sat down in the car, and started feeling our feet, hands and every tendon start to seize up and begin the ache that was due them. And we smiled and laughed. Maybe we'll have more sense next year, and get knocked out in the first round. But probably not.
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