This was taken after our most recent volleyball game. There's no chicanery here, no hi-jinks, no tomfoolery I assure you. Alycia can attest to the authenticity of this photo and scores of former volleyball companions past and present (Chris, Heidi, Brenda, Dave, Angela please leave a comment) can attest to this paranormal phenomenon.
The truly strange thing is that this only happens when I play volleyball. Basketball, running, mowing the lawn, canning applesauce in a hot kitchen, digging a hole in the garden, they all make me sweat, but never in a heart shape. It's truly strange and awesome.
Don't be scared, you're in the presence of greatness.
One of my former volleyball friends (and Care Bear aficionado) started calling me TenderHeart Bear which wasn't the intimidating nickname that I typically encourage others to call me, but was certainly much better than some of the other names I've been called.
TenderHeart Bear - The Most Intimidating of all Care Bears |
3 comments:
I am in the presence of greatness.
If I had to play against the mighty TenderHeart Bear, I would be shakin'
(used to play mixed league volleyball until I was spiked in the face and chipped 2 teeth. That ended my volleyball career. You can call me chickenheart bear.)
Ouch, two chipped teeth, that's no fun at all. I do feel that it's a strange competitive advantage that might scare people off a little bit, since you don't act fussy in the presence of greatness.
Haaaaa, Tenderheart Bear is hilarious!!! Love it.
(I sweat a lot, and my last name is Eddy. You can see where that often goes.)
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