Sunday, October 20, 2013

Olympics

One thing that my friends and I started our senior year in high school was this thing we call the Olympics.  The first year we rounded up 21 people from our grade and a couple from the grades below us.  What we did is we picked 5 countries and randomly drew people’s names to each team one at a time.  We had four teams of four and one team of five.  What we did is we created six or seven games that each team competed in. First place got five points, second got 3 points and third got one point.  Team with the most points at the end of the day gets bragging rights till the next year when teams are again to do all over again.  Every year we have basically the same games: balloon tag, lava tag, volleyball, ultimate Frisbee, and soccer world cup.  This year we got creative and added a couple of new games: egg toss, lightning, scavenger hunt, and a weird ball game that someone created out of nowhere.  This year we had our biggest turn out for people we had 30 people, and believe me trying to play soccer with 30 people on the field is crazy. Every shot someone took ricocheted off of 10 people before you even knew it.  When we created this game we were just joking around in physics class one day with a bunch of friends and we just thought of an Idea and we ended up following through with it.  So far every year the countries that stay are USA, Jamaica and Russia. The 3 other teams are always a tossup; it usually depends on how cool the countries flags are.  Right when summer started to come around this is what all of my friends talk about, nobody can wait until the day of the “Olympics.” When we draw everyone's names to their designated teams we take a car and play the Olympic theme song. We roll up a bunch of newspaper and light it on fire and pretend it’s a torch.  We pass it off from team to team as we run down the road as a huge group of “Olympians.”  I can only imagine what my friends neighbors are thinking when they look out the window and see a bunch of 18 and 19 year old kids running down the road with a lit bundle of newspaper.  

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