Monday, March 20, 2006

Why?

Why am I always the odd girl out? Why? And why must the odd guy out always be Mike? Curses. Why can't I get paired up with a slow boy? Or a stupid boy? Or a boy that isn't twice my size? Gosh dang! And he complains about me grabbing his arm. Well, if I could REACH the hand with the ball, maybe I WOULD! Nyah!

I actually don't hate it too much, except that I have to think hard to look like I'm out swimming him.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

Game 2

Our first water polo game was against the best team in the state, and was used as a learning experience. Today was our first game against a team in 4A, and we were pumped. Our coach had been telling us that he had heard they were awesome, and especially that they had a good set (translation for the water polo illiterate: set is the offensive position that plays right in front of the goal. Also called hole, 2-meter, position 6). Since I play hole-d (the person who defends set) I was all prepared to have to step up and rely on my team to help me out of a bind. I was also ready to foul her into uselessness.

As it turned out, they had eight players (meaning they only had one sub). They didn't even sprint during the first two quarters (sprint = water polo equivalent of a jump ball. It's to see who starts with possession). Their set was decent, but I found that I'm just over decent at my defending. She never scored. She rarely even tried to take a shot. Half the time I had her left hand shoved straight under the water and clasped in my right (meaning that when they passed to her right hand, it was all too easy for me to jump across her and swat the ball away). I also managed to get a dirty player ejected (ejection = player sits in the corner for 20 sec. If three are given to the same player, they get rolled out of the game). She was goalie initially, but during the second half she played in the field (pool? Whatever). She guarded people by putting her elbow on their shoulder and her wrist under their chin. So she was basically crushing people's necks. I started to swim over her arm and push down with my chin when she tried it on me (if she wouldn't have let go, I would have either broken her arm or seriously screwed up her elbow). She kept trying to do it, so I flipped my back against her. Then she put both arms on my shoulders and straight forward (her arms were about six inches apart; yes, that move is illegal). I called for the ball so I could get her called on it, then she twisted her arms against mine. But my legs were stronger so I shoved her up into view and because I was yelling the refs saw it. I was proud.

A lot of the new/less experienced girls stepped up. We passed really well and we played as a team. There was no one person that was always our go-to girl. We scored eleven goals, and the most one person scored was four. I didn't score, but I had a few assist and a ton of steals. We paid attention on defense too, and we almost shut them out (they got one point). Our newbie goalie stepped up, as did everyone. It was an awesome game.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Rhymage

Today the bobcat and I rhymed words while we did our treading water. It helped a lot. I didn't notice how bad my legs hurt until AFTER we were finished! Good stuff. We were going to sing a song, but we couldn't think of one. I think we confused other people on what we were trying to do. We started making up words that rhymed too. Is "ool" a word?