Smackin' the Volleys

The gang got together for a 2nd evening of volleyball tonight. What started out as a little pick-up game at an ABF outing over a month ago has really grown to become a serious summer event. The exchange of emails amongst everyone has been entertaining- to say the least. We've had bed-time poetry, song lyrics, battle of the ice-cream stands, and some friendly little trash-talking.

We've also seen the origins of a number of great nicknames for the players, but I would imagine that most of us would be in agreement that The Sandman takes high honors...see pic above for what should be a rather obvious explanation.

It's so easy to show up to church each Sunday, practice the scheduled tunes with everyone, lead the congregation in song and prayer...and then go home and not really get the opportunity to be community with these guys. These games have given us all the chance to really let down our guards, show off our athletic prowess (ha, ha) and just enjoy each other's company- and maybe even get a spike or two in on Dan the Man Lebo, Minacious Mo Davis, or the Dena-nator.

Plans are in the works for Smash Volleyball III: the Phantom Return of Quick Serve Emily

(thanks again for the pics, Dena!)