it was bitter outside;
students gathered in the
gym to watch the final
game of the tournament
before heading off to
homeroom for attendance.
there could not be two
teams more different;
one side in matching T-shirts
and shorts, the other a group
of misfits in striped socks,
and mismatched T-shirts.
The side of the winning team
volleyed back and forth almost
as often as the service;
the kaleidoscope of hair, caps,
jackets, arms and legs in
the crowd focused down to
a sea of rapt faces watching
the court, with the final bell
announcing victory for
the team that looked like
it couldn’t possibly win:
The Butterfingers.
students gathered in the
gym to watch the final
game of the tournament
before heading off to
homeroom for attendance.
there could not be two
teams more different;
one side in matching T-shirts
and shorts, the other a group
of misfits in striped socks,
and mismatched T-shirts.
The side of the winning team
volleyed back and forth almost
as often as the service;
the kaleidoscope of hair, caps,
jackets, arms and legs in
the crowd focused down to
a sea of rapt faces watching
the court, with the final bell
announcing victory for
the team that looked like
it couldn’t possibly win:
The Butterfingers.
.
Photo courtesy of http://www.flickr.com/photos/azdew/2881418015/
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