I wanted to give a big thanks to Reebok for outfitting my volleyball games this season with gear from their new men’s Reebok Training apparel and footwear collection.
For the past six years, I've been buying the same pair of Asics over and over again, so I was worried how things would go with the Reeboks. These new shoes are so damn light I actually feel faster. I'm not suggesting Reebok deserves all the credit, but we in Hooray For Everything were pretty mediocre before I changed shoes, and now we're half decent. True story.
If you're interested in Reebok's new men's Training collection, which I really am digging, the marketing spiel is below.
Reebok’s new men’s Training collection has been specifically designed for athletes of all levels to provide superior performance and comfort during training. It is available at Sport Chek and Sports Experts locations across Canada.
The current roster of athletes promoting Reebok's Training collection: John Tavares, Matt Duchene, Maxime Talbot and Toronto Mike.
Death From Above's week two was brutal. We sucked.
Week Two's Results:
Death From Above - 19, Rock 70 - 25
Death From Above - 15, Rock 70 - 25
Death From Above - 7, Rock 70 - 25
The less said about this one, the better.
Death From Above's week one was rather successful. Maybe too successful...
We've been bumped from Intermediate to Intermediate Plus, where we started anew with a clean slate. This time, we went 1-2.
Week One's Results:
Death From Above - 11, Flying J's Gas Bar - 25
Death From Above - 25, Flying J's Gas Bar - 16
Death From Above - 19, Flying J's Gas Bar - 25
We've got some work to do...
For shits and giggles, I'm going to publicly track my volleyball team's performance this season. We're Death From Above and we play Monday nights at Victory Volleyball Academy.
Week One's Results:
Death From Above - 25, Go for The Kill - 11
Death From Above - 25, Go for The Kill - 10
Death From Above - 25, Go for The Kill - 6
So far, so good...
My volleyball team wrapped up its winter season last night. We're Victory Volleyball Intermediate Plus Champions.
Throughout the playoffs, as things got more competitive, tensions mounted. It heated up, calls were disputed, and the intensity magnified. When that happens, I struggle... because volleyball is different.
My participation sports of choice are baseball and hockey. I play on a couple of different baseball teams (and by baseball, I mean slo-pitch) throughout the summer and Friday night hockey all winter long. The culture of these two sports is very different than volleyball. I'm good for a handful of near brawls a slo-pitch season, and a few each hockey season. But that's not permissible in volleyball. Volleyball is different.
In volleyball, I've learned to tone it down. I suppress my desire to get in the other team's grill, or call them out for a bullshit call or attitude. A little chatter with your teammates is fine, but the only time you yell at the opposition is to say "great play" or "are you okay?". That's just how it is in volleyball.
It took me four seasons to figure out volleyball is different than slo-pitch and hockey, but I think I've got the grasp of it now. I'm available to play if you need a guy. And don't worry, I now understand the culture.
I play in a corporate volleyball league. We play every Tuesday night, and tonight we're in the semi-finals. If we win, we're in the finals, and that'll take place even later tonight.
"Corporate" is a funny category in sports. It implies "recreational", but the spirit is far more "intermediate" and sometimes "competitive". To me, "corporate" means "you can expense the cost".
We take our volleyball very seriously. We've already got our game faces on. Tonight, I'll be in my lucky black shorts and WWWD tee shirt pursuing volleyball excellence.
Although I hadn't played since primary school gym class, I joined a volleyball team this year. We were called the Pandas and we wrapped up our inaugural season last night.
In a 12-team league, we had a very strong regular season, earning us a first round playoff bye. In our semi-final game, we dominated. Our practice paid off... and we actually did practice.
In the finals, however, we met our match. We faced the team that had our number all season, and they took us out two games straight.
Tonight is my sixth week of volleyball, a sport I hadn't played since primary school. It's damn fun, and we're pretty good. In fact, we're 10-0 heading into tonight's match-up.
Tonight we play the only other 10-0 team. It's a battle for first overall in this 12 team league, and in true Gilmour-lke fashion, I'm ready to kick it up a notch and elevate my game to match the occasion.
It's gut-check time. You can cut the intensity with a knife.
Prior to last Tuesday, I hadn't played volleyball since grade school. I think it was Mr. Iwaszko in grade seven who told me I made a sweet garbage man. In volleyball, I think that was a compliment.
That was over twenty years ago, but I joined a Mississauga league and I'm playing my second game of the 2009 season tonight. We dominated last week, and it all came back to me in the blink of an eye.
Call me liberos.
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