So let’s get one thing straight. Nothing I say in this post is anything serious about the Royals winning the World Series (woop woop swag it up home skillets).
I know nothing about sports.
It’s sad really.
So I’m going to talk about how the World Series has managed to impact my poor defenseless little life.
So first of all, refer to the cover photo to see how my College Small Group night was hijacked by the game. I was forced to sit on a couch with fellow Christians, spill Pepsi on myself like a slob, and yell non-opinion giving supportive statements such as, but not limited to….
“Do the thing!”
“Win the points!”
“Go team go!”
You know, normal socially awkward dinosaur statements. I was able to ignore most of the baseball craze until Halloween.
I was innocently attending a Faith Journey Church’s children’s fall festival, vandalizing adolescent faces, when the guys I drug out from under their rock began to talk about watching the game.
I was pulled into a fury storm of positive Royals vibes by my oddly sports loving nerd friends. I thought this would be a nightmare but instead it became a method for a great friendship building session.
They put the game on and after a little bit we decided to play a card game. Mixing sports with nerdy fun confused me but I accepted it and it led to one of the most interesting, hilarious, and friendship building experiences of my college career.
I could have run as soon as sports were mentioned but I’m so glad I stuck it out. Between rounds of cards we began to ask questions to each other, answering a question after each round.
Something about the atmosphere being so relaxed made it easier to answer honestly and before I knew it we were talking about personal struggles and having a great conversation.
So I began to warm up to the idea of the Royals even to the point of loading into a small car and driving down to the Power and Light district to inact our swag on an unsuspecting city.
These are the cool cats we were trying to meet up with.
Unfortunately this picture was taken without us because they ended up in a sea of blue in front of the big screen and we ended up drowning in the shallow end and never making it to the middle of the sea to find them.
We decided instead to go back to Uphaus and watch the game…well two games actually.
That’s right folks! Royals and Super Smash Brothers! I now love baseball My friends got to watch the game, I got to be happily in their presence not understanding what was going on, and we all got to attempt to brutally murder each other with fictional characters.
I like Ike.
So hey, non sports friends, try it. Enjoy the fun vibes, keep a light heart, try new things. I’m glad I didn’t hide in my room until it was over like I was planning to