At Last My Love Has Come Around

I think that is a line in an old classic jazz song. It's sung by Ella Fitsgerald or maybe Natalie Cole... then it wouldn't be such an old classic version, but good none the less. I just wanted to take a moment and give honors to the love of my life.... VOLLEYBALL. I should be paying tribute to our new President, but since I didn't watch the inaugural address I don't have much to share. He sure has made an impression though. People are completely smitten. I mean they practically worship the guy. There was an article in the paper yesterday about Obama the King. Are you kidding? But, this blog is not about my political views of the new President it is to pay tribute to the sport of the Gods. Aw! Yes! VOLLEYBALL.

Finally after an eight week silence the Nacho Mamas have risen again to take victory. We have had a few weeks to work the rust out and we are kicking tail and taking names.

I love this sport! Seriously. Bump! Set (that's me)! Spike it! That's the way I like it! Ugh! I love the rush of the game. The speed and movement. Always going. Always reaching. It's like opening a pop can. Psshht! Ah! Now doesn't that feel good?