I'm sure I've told this story here before: Having been playing volleyball with friends for years (and now it's been decades), more for the coming together than any love of the game, we found we'd been rated.
A newcomer to Ithaca had gone looking for volleyball. He then told a friend of mine who played with us, unbeknownst to the newcomer, that he'd found the best and the worst teams, and surprisingly, they played on the same night in the same gym. We were the worst.
Someone might think we'd have been mortified or indignant, but we weren't. We were impressed that we were even considered part of the volleyball culture of the town! Who knew? Before, we'd just been friends enjoying the court before going out for dinner; now we were players, wow!
It's All In the Perspective
