Axel
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So John basically had a really crappy afternoon today and I got to comfort him. So, I was pissed at the people who pissed him off and yet overjoyed that I was the one who got to make him feel better, if only slightly.
The rundown:
Today was our last home track meet, and thus Senior Day/Night. We did the whole opening ceremony thing with flowers for the parents and all that cool stuff and we introduced the seniors. John got pretty close to the most applause when he was announced. Everybody pretty much loves this kid. But...
He's got a groin injury, he pulled a muscle or something while working out (wow...that sounds dirty.) and so he's not at his best. He did good in the shot put (29'11", a personal record), but didn't get to throw javelin because of his leg hurting. When he got to discus his first throw was 87'6", but it didn't count because he faulted (stepped out of the circle through the front half) by about a centimeter worth of his shoe. His next two throws were in the 50' range and the 60' range respectively.
We ran a thrower's relay at the end of the meet and as it was Senior day, the boys let him run anchor. The rules of a thrower's relay are simple: the runners should have the majority of their events be throwing events. Well, the boys and girls took second in each of our races. But the team that took first used 3 non-throwers for boys and 2 for girls, so they had an unfair advantage. John only lost by about 3 steps and made up about 4 seconds worth of time because Joey, the kid running third leg, practically walked it "because he was tired". And they all blamed John for it. They said it was his fault that the team took second.
And that's not all. It was Senior Day. Family is supposed to come for senior day. John's mom was in North Carolina and his dad was in Maine (which isn't that far away), so his Granny showed up (I met her, John introduced us much like we were dating- she's very nice) and stayed for about 10 minutes then went to a Gardening Club meeting. Sucks to get ditched for gardening club. And she missed last week's home meet for a play.
So I was ready to beat several people up by the end of the meet and when John volunteered himself for a hug (that lasted several minutes), I knew something was up. He'll give hugs, well, he'll let you hug him, but he hardly ever initiates a hug. The last time he did it to me, it was because his great-aunt was in the hospital dying. And he was all quiet and depressed on the ride home which is so unlike him.
And yeah, it makes me sad that he had a crappy day.
The rundown:
Today was our last home track meet, and thus Senior Day/Night. We did the whole opening ceremony thing with flowers for the parents and all that cool stuff and we introduced the seniors. John got pretty close to the most applause when he was announced. Everybody pretty much loves this kid. But...
He's got a groin injury, he pulled a muscle or something while working out (wow...that sounds dirty.) and so he's not at his best. He did good in the shot put (29'11", a personal record), but didn't get to throw javelin because of his leg hurting. When he got to discus his first throw was 87'6", but it didn't count because he faulted (stepped out of the circle through the front half) by about a centimeter worth of his shoe. His next two throws were in the 50' range and the 60' range respectively.
We ran a thrower's relay at the end of the meet and as it was Senior day, the boys let him run anchor. The rules of a thrower's relay are simple: the runners should have the majority of their events be throwing events. Well, the boys and girls took second in each of our races. But the team that took first used 3 non-throwers for boys and 2 for girls, so they had an unfair advantage. John only lost by about 3 steps and made up about 4 seconds worth of time because Joey, the kid running third leg, practically walked it "because he was tired". And they all blamed John for it. They said it was his fault that the team took second.
And that's not all. It was Senior Day. Family is supposed to come for senior day. John's mom was in North Carolina and his dad was in Maine (which isn't that far away), so his Granny showed up (I met her, John introduced us much like we were dating- she's very nice) and stayed for about 10 minutes then went to a Gardening Club meeting. Sucks to get ditched for gardening club. And she missed last week's home meet for a play.
So I was ready to beat several people up by the end of the meet and when John volunteered himself for a hug (that lasted several minutes), I knew something was up. He'll give hugs, well, he'll let you hug him, but he hardly ever initiates a hug. The last time he did it to me, it was because his great-aunt was in the hospital dying. And he was all quiet and depressed on the ride home which is so unlike him.
And yeah, it makes me sad that he had a crappy day.


