tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33624978.post5312664768021402894..comments2024-03-18T21:12:52.392-04:00Comments on Heissatopia: RacquetballAndrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14785629874138416100noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33624978.post-34463198958911522072008-06-04T17:12:00.000-04:002008-06-04T17:12:00.000-04:00Racquetball. I have NEVER tried it. I can't play a...Racquetball. I have NEVER tried it. I can't play anything that involved hitting balls with things, if the ball has to get a certain place or go over a net or anything like that. I'm surprised I can manage badminton most of the time! I think it's because the shuttle goes so slowly. and volleyball? The first time I ever played, I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I had never played before and I was 14 or 15. I accidentally caught the ball. Yeah, THAT went over well with my team... you know that song "there's a hole in my bucket?" Well, substitute "racquet" or "bat" or "net" for "bucket," and you've pretty much got me and any sport like that!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33624978.post-6500715780769277412008-06-04T14:57:00.000-04:002008-06-04T14:57:00.000-04:00That was a perfect description of me playing racqu...That was a perfect description of me playing racquetball. Except I have played a handful of times now. I'm still not any good. Luckily I play with Matt and my brother, Scott. They are accommodating and just let me do my thing no matter how bad it is. I always jump up and down cheering when I score a point or even make a good hit. I continue playing every once in a while although sometimes I am quite terrified while doing so. Still, it's fun.Bonnie Parkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13874843569918400023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33624978.post-37309423065465390252008-06-04T12:30:00.000-04:002008-06-04T12:30:00.000-04:00I always knew there was a reason I never played ra...I always knew there was a reason I never played racquetball with Shaille. I hate having things fly at my head, I have really bad hand-eye coordination, and I make a big target since I'm not built as aerodynamically as you are Nancy! (there are reasons I don't play softball, tennis, or anything else requiring a ball...)Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08840433758967791832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33624978.post-81853887584782359552008-06-04T10:32:00.000-04:002008-06-04T10:32:00.000-04:00Auntie Arlene and I used to play rqcquetball. In t...Auntie Arlene and I used to play rqcquetball. In those days, they didn't encourage safety goggles. I got socked in the eye (I was wearing contacts) and could not see for at least an hour. I am happy to say my vision DID come back; I am also happy to say that I did not come back to the racqetball court. I think you described it pretty accurately; not quite my cup of tea, either.Myrnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06450610418971329885noreply@blogger.com