Dusting off the old bones

On Saturday we dug out the old volleyball net and unearthed the few remaining volleyball players still alive in our area for a nice reunion. It's been over 2 years since we last played.

Back in the Spring of 2005 we played in the Hayward league with the Cheungs, Lims, Winford, Dave and Mr. Chan. And that was our first time playing since 2001 when we were still in San Leandro. We started out the season 1-8, but finally found our groove and won the next 15 games to be 16-8. We went into the playoffs and the finals, coming out in 2nd place overall. Not bad.

But to go back EVEN FURTHER, I would like to tell you about the significance of volleyball in our lives. If you look at most of the people in the photo: Chad, Dean, Libby, Oliver and myself. We ALL met our spouses while playing volleyball. Yes, collectively we all give new meaning to the name, "Pick-up sport." Volleyball is like the bar scene for Christians. My favorite pick-up line was, "Hello, will you bump with me?"

So back to Saturday, we were able to get some doubles, 3-on-3 and 4-on-4 action with our ragtag bunch. Too bad Winford had to work (he's a paremedic). If not, he could've driven his ambulance over and then we could've invited Dave (Robo-leg) Fong too! Anywho, I think we played surprisingly well considering the time off and rusty joints. We had some really good rallies going, even up against the pros (my inlaws), as we dug, dove and crashed the net. Hmmm, we might need to play more often.

Afterwards, we all had a nice BBQ dinner (even for the non-players) and of course, Mario Party on the Wii continues to be a big hit at our house.



After we kicked the kids off, us adults had some serious tennis and bowling competitions going too. You could really tell who the avid bowlers were, as Oli and I bowled while laying on the couch. Great fun! Everyone needs to own a Wii. Although Sunday I was REALLY sore.