Foosball Champion
Some kids at the hospital created a Foosball Championship Belt out of construction paper, and this one highschooler won the belt from its creation and had not lost a single game. His prize belt was hanging on his IV pump this morning in the classroom. I stopped by the rec room after school today to play the so-called Foosball Champion. He had an IV in his arm, but I had to hop on one leg, so it was pretty even. Since I'm sick too, I didn't feel bad yelling "take that suckah!", and I didn't feel bad yelling "BLOCK" really loudly and obnoxiously every time I blocked him. I felt great taking his belt and draping it over my bald head and proud grin after I beat him solidly. I succesfully defended my title for one more game against another kid, but then the Foosball Champion played me again and destroyed me and sent me hobbling away on my crutches, belt-less and humiliated.
I wish I could blame my loss on my physical condition, but I am actually doing pretty well. My stomach feels awkward and smushed, and I am somewhat fatigued, but I was able to work at the hospital, play foosball, recover from humiliation, coach some volleyball, and write a blog today.
I was forwarded a really cool email today from Willowbrook Juniors Volleyball Club. They are this really good team that we somehow beat in Dallas in a close three-game match that ultimately earned us our open bid to Junior Olympics (yes, it turns out we cannot use the bid because of paperwork). The email was from their club telling us that their 14's team bought one ticket per player to the Jason Trip day! They can't attend, because they are back in Texas, but I just thought that was a very cool gesture of sportsmanship. I am shocked because I have no idea how they knew about my day. Their team did end up getting an open bid, which is great, because they are really good. Also, a run-on sentence side note: I played at the Willowbrook facility back when I was playing USAV during college in Texas and I slept in my truck in their parking lot and probably was not allowed to but I was saving money by not getting a hotel room but it would have probably helped my game to have slept in a bed. We won a t-shirt there with a really happy looking gator on it and wish I still had it. So anyway, go Willowbrook!

5 Comments:
OMG dude I love the "foolsball" story, and btw I think I have that Gator T-shirt of yours in my closet... I will have to remember to bring that to you when I what? oh yeah that's right, when I COME SEE YOU IN 2 WEEKS WOOT!!!
7:54 AM
What?! How did I not know that the hospital has a foosball table? I'll take you on any time, and I don't want any lame excuses about having cancer and only one working leg.
3:45 PM
Hey, Jason. Think of all the cool hospital food at Packard you're missing! Daria and Mike Graham
9:09 PM
jason! i'm so happy my mom just gave me your website...it's awesome! the fooseball story is hilarious...it's great to be able to read all your blogs and keep up with what's going on. and i just wanted to say i know how you feel about the city beach paperwork incident...that happened to my team when i was a junior...so i feel for your girls...but it sounds like you guys are doing really well! how did sacred heart go this year? i hope to see you this summer when i get home from spain! love, hilary
12:41 AM
Yeah. that's me. I'm cool.
uhhhh sonnnnnnn. uhhhhhh sonnnnn! UHHHHH SONNNNNN!!!!!
-peanut
1:29 PM
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