Sunday, October 26, 2008

Football Evolution

OK, so those of you who would read this know that I am an OHIO STATE fan and so you probably think that I am going to blog about their loss to Penn State. Nope.

Three days ago, Sgt Garrett grabbed a football from the COC desk and figured we would toss it around a little. Sounded good. I had to put some stuff down in the room and tie my shoes.

While he was waiting on me, he tossed it to an IP. They pitched it back and forth until I got out there. Well we are not fellas who like to exclude people, so we kept tossing it with the IP.

It wasn't long before a few others walked by. They would look at us like what we were doing was unusual (because it kind'a was) and so while they were looking, we would toss it to them.

Before long, we had probably 10 fellas standing around in a circle passing an American football around the circle.

I don't know much of what they said and they didn't know much of what we said, but for about an hour and a half, the pig-skin was our universal language.

At first it was a nice, easy, arching pass that they were able to handle easily. Then one of them made the mistake of rifling it at one of us. That was our cue. We started zinging it around the circle with some speed.

After a while, when one would miss and have to chase it down, then he would try to throw it from where he was.

Now we added distance into the equation. Most of the IP's had to use a cut off guy because couldn't throw that far (they didn't have the practice that Sgt Garrett and I have had...), but they seemed to like the long ball when it was thrown.

Long balls tend to stay in the air for a while... just long enough for one of them to try and get an interception from another one... Well you know how that goes. Then we are starting to organize plays.

We stopped short of picking teams and drawing lines, but that would have been the next logical step.

What a blast! We watched football evolve between a group of about ten fellas aging from probably 19-20 to, well, I don't know how old this one fella was, but he was having fun with the rest of us, and not all of us could even verbally communicate.

No one was hurt and in the spirit of the game, respect was earned all the way around.

Next time we will use a soccer ball or something like that.

Semper Fi!
m

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Mark,

Did you take pictures of this football game? Perhaps the Bengals may want to hire you!!!!

Mom