Monday, March 17, 2008

Watch, Watches, Watching  

The volleyball majestically soared over the net, rotating slow enough to make out the different colors painted on. For a second that seemed like eternity, it froze at the apex of its climb up the trajectory mountain. Then, as if infused with a ton of rocks, it dropped and thudded on impact.

Ever been mesmerized by the motion of the ball at a sporting event?

You have?!!?

*blush*

Aww shucks, look at us. We have interests in common. And I'm not talking about Common. However, hopefully everyone is interested in common sense, but sense isn't so common these days. Luckily, I was blessed with six.

Not really. But still, that whole last paragraph is mind blowing. You might want to go read it again. I'll wait.

*Doop dooby doo*

Hi, welcome back to the lecture at hand.

Ball watching. It's almost a sport in itself. Whether it's watching a football spiral through the air, or rapidly moving your head back and forth in futile attempts to follow a tennis ball bounce back and forth, I'd gather that most people do it.

I just don't know why I tend to ball watch while being an active participant in the game.

Le sigh.

posted by Buttug McOysty . 8:22 PM .