Teams
By: Yan • Essay • 662 Words • November 21, 2009 • 922 Views
Essay title: Teams
I could have been on the guys swim team as a diver in high school, but
I decided not to because to me the swim team seemed very homosexual. I
have nothing against gay people at all, but I just fear being around
those who act gay in large groups. While no one except the swim team
knows every detail about what they did, they do brag about many odd
activities on and off the pool grounds. Some members tell me the day
before the swim meet they shave each other's armpits and legs to be
more hydrodynamic. That made sense, but then they also tell stories of
shaving each other's pubic hairs and also trim each other's nose
hairs. While the shaving only occurred after school during swim
practice, they had other questionable actions in school and out of
school. They would even get personal piercings, take their clothes off
in class and show off their jewelry to the class when the teacher left
the room. That totally discouraged me from being a diver on the swim
team, I can not swim anyway so there is no love lost.
Maybe they groomed each other to be more presentable to each other, I
still do not know why though, and I do not want to find out why.
Another sport I did not play was baseball. When I tried out for
baseball, we were told to run the bases, and once we got to a base we
were to turn and catch the ball that would be lobbed in the air.
Everything went as planned, then once it was my turn things went
wrong. I turned around to catch the ball at first base, but instead of
waiting for it in the air the ball whizzed past my head the moment I
turned around. I kept running thinking it was just a mistake, when I
was at second base the ball was lobbed to me easily, then when I went
to third base the
ball was whipped hard at my knees. I had to jump to dodge it. I knew
something was wrong then, I knew it was not just a mistake. And I was
right, as I walked to home plate the rest of the team was laughing and
so was the coach. I did not think throwing a ball seventy miles per
hour as someone's head is funny but I smiled and shrugged it off.
After tryouts were over I asked the coach what would