Memory II

The moment I have in my head right now is the 2^nd day I came to West Allegheny football teams practice in late August of 2009.  My first day was kind of awkward.  I met a big black male named Tim Johnson. Tim was wearing a cut off blue tee and WA shorts.Other than him every one else was to busy working out.  I think only about five out of the hundred kids talked to me. In the gym it smelt like sweat and all I heard was alot of grunts, yelling, and surprisingly laughter. The second day was also awkward. See the first day the head coach, coach Palko, was not there. I guess that was the reason why everyone acted a little different.  But the second day the work outs were more brutal.  At first we were sent to the bottom of the white line of the endzone. The endzone was red and had black writing that spelled out West Allegheny. Everyone got in to warm up lines and this was the first time I met coach Palko.  He was wearing a red visor with black nike shorts and a white tee shirt. He was shorter than me and it kinda felt awkward looking down to him. He came up to me and shook my hand and told me that he was the coach. His had was fat, squishy, and warm, also kind of moist. He had a smile that told me something was going to happen. Then he told me to get in front of the team and stand there.  I was on the 10 yard line and looking at the players as they stared back at me.  It felt awkward. There were one hundred kids staring and me and at coach Palko, who was standing next to me.  He looked at the team and said, “Do any of you guys know this kid? Or where he lives? Or what his name is?” Then there was silence and some of them were swaying  back and forth, looking up and around.  Then coach Palko started to talk again.  “So you guys didn’t even welcome Demetrius. You all just let him be an outsider and only care for your team and not your teammates.” I was looking down and sometimes I’ll take a peek up. I'll here little whispers here and there but I didnt really let that bother me.  Coach was still talking and then he talked to the 4 captains, Nate Bell, Tim Johnson, Jared Buck, and Ben Simmen. Ben was the tallest out of them, at least 6 foot 5 inches, he was also the skinnest besides Buck the second tallest and skinniest. He was asking them if they had talked to me or even welcomed me. While coach was talking to them I saw brownish yellow spit come out of his mouth every time he opened it. It was an awful sight. After that incident was over, almost every kid on the team came up to talk to me and became my friend. I was kind of glad that happened. If this didn’t happen I would have probably quit because I had no one to talk to.    

Help find my unicorn!!

He is small enough to fit in a bag or even a back pack
He is white.
Loves to eat paper, especially Homework.
He kida looks like this:

Max, the Unicorn, Where you at?

Dear Max,
     
Where you at boy. Told you to stay under my shirt. I go to work out, in Coach Palks class, and I come back to some raisins under my shirt. Mmm those raisins were good though. What would of made them better was if the rasins were choclate covered. But Max where you been. I need you, to play with me and show me how to play football and shoot my guns. Boy remember those days when we were making fun of the DBs, especially the corners because they cant cover me. Thanks to you I was able to take down Gremlin Island and They be Killen Island. I need you before I go to college. Who else is suppose to teach me things about college and give me those magical powers to become a starter on the football team. I know I wasnt always there to play with you, but I changed Max. I'm a better person now. If you come back to me I'll let you eat all of my homework and let you wet my bed and take the blame for it. I wont let you sleep outside or in the rain or snow. Boy I need you and I am nothing without you. Just come back to me.

Love
D-Flo(your best budd)

Ding Dong

One of the memorable things that happened to me was when I lived in Virginia Beach. I was chased by two crazy women. I was in sixth grade when this happened. I was with my boys, Jonny and Oscar. Oscar was a grade above me and Jonny was a grade above Oscar, and they were also my neighbors.  It was on a Saturday night. Oscar and I was playing basketball and Jonny was riding his skateboard.  Those days were the best. So, Jonny comes up to Oscar and me and said we should go ding dong ditching. Oscar and I was like okay and so we stopped playing basketball and went around the neighborhood.  We went around the corner and went to the park.  Once we got to the park we were swinging on the swings. It was about 9pm and pitch dark. The park was the place where we were going to hide and see the people come out of the house. Jonny picked the house which was about a 25 yards from the park’s entrance. Jonny goes up to the door and rings it like ten times and ran towards the park. I was hiding behind a bush and Oscar was hiding on the slide. Jonny comes running and dives right next to me. We all look at our first victim which also became our last victim for the night. A woman in her late teens came out and looked around the house. This girl was a fatty and also kinda short. So she looks around and then goes back inside and then looks out her window and then she gone. Now when we play ding dong ditch we keep ringing the same house if the person comes out. So this time it was Oscars turn. Oscar has a weird way of ringing door bells. He puts his finger under his shirt to ring the door bell. The reason why he does this because he think if the people call the cop, the cops would do a finger print test on the door bell. So he goes up all slowly and rings the door bell. He runs back and dives to the ground. This time two girls came out. One was holding a bowl of popcorn. They were both fatties. They go back inside and then look out the window for at least three minutes. Then finally it was my turn. I go up the walkway to the door. I put my index finger on the door bell. Jonny and Oscar are at the park waiting for me to ring the door bell. I press on the door bell once and all I hear is a little creek from the door. I look up and see the door open and then I take off, toward the play ground. When I took about two steps all I heard was HEY BOY! WE GOT YOU NOW! I was scared for my life. I see Jonny and Oscar running toward another house and jump the gate. I follow them and these girls might have been fatties but they were fast. Somehow I meet up with Jonny and Oscar at the fence which they were going to jump. I somehow was the first to get over it. All I hear is the two girls screaming on the other side of the fence. Then I see Jonny hop over and then Oscar. I think the girls got Oscar for at least a second because he was stuck at the top of the fence and me and Jonny had to pull him over. Now every time I ring a person’s house I think of this moment.

Styrophone Cups Beat That!

Cups are used in many ways. You can put drinks in them. You could put food in them. You could aslo play games with them. There is a game called the cup stacking game. This game consists of 12 cups and your brain at work. You have to make three pyramids out of the 12 cups. 2 pyramids has to be made of 3 cups and 1 made out of 6. The objective of the game is to stack the cups into pyramids and then break the pyramids down. The world record of this is 7.43 by a girl who probably practice this game every second. In class today we made two different groups to compete against each other to see who would get the best times. Ofcourse my group won and we also beat the best time today which was 51.3 but now it is 49.3.

Playoffs

Tonight, west allegheny football team has a big game. Look how far this team has come. At the beginning of the year no one, I mean NO ONE thought this team would make it to the playoffs nor would they have a winning season. This team as overcome many obsticals, such as injuries and people not believeing in them. Their coaches and them selves only believe. They believe that they could make it to the WPIAL, but to make it there they have to get past week one of the playoffs. This team does have the best talent but they do have the best team bond in the state. Like their coach says, " The best talent doesnt win championships. The best teams do." They play an undefeated team tonight. But West Allegheny is not afraid of them, becuase in the playoffs it doesnt matter what your record is because it's erased. It doesnt matter about what you did in the season, its about what you will do tonight in the playoffs when the pressures on you and your team. Everyone is 0-0. Its a hole new season. The seniors just got another chance to play one of the greatest games in america for one last time and they dont want this chance to end. Its "WIN OR GO HOME!"

Swole Bob With Time Not Being On My Side

Im so swole about the amount of time I have for free time. A typical day for me is to wake up at 6:30 in the morning and goto school.  I sit in my classes for atleast 45 minutes each and somedays all we do is review. We do more reviewing than learning. After school I go straight to football practice which is around 2:45. Which last for atleast 3 hours. But I dont mind practicing for 3 hours because I love football more than anything. Theres never a day when I think that football is boring to me. After football I come home around 7:30. I then eat for about 15 minutes. Then I got to do my trig. homework, that takes me like 30 minutes to complete, about 10 minutes to complete other homework. After finishing my homework its about 8:30 and im so tired to do any thing else so I just fall asleep. My worse days are on thursdays and fridays.  On thursday I do the same thing but after football practice I stay after and eat dinner with the team and also watch a movie. On thursday I usually don't get home till 10:30. Luckly I get to do my homework while the movie is playing. On fridays I usually don't get home till 11, too.  The reason why is because of my football games. I like playing the games but the worst part is that on saturday I have to wake up at 7:30 on the mornig to go to football practice. I only get like less than 8 hours of sleep on fridays. On saturdays all I do is sleep. Football practice wont finish till 1 and when I get home i'll eat lunch and fall asleep until like 7 in the evening. I just wish I had more time to myself. I know that I could get more time but I don't want to sacrifice what I love to do which is football.