Prior to last Tuesday, I hadn't played volleyball since grade school. I think it was Mr. Iwaszko in grade seven who told me I made a sweet garbage man. In volleyball, I think that was a compliment.
That was over twenty years ago, but I joined a Mississauga league and I'm playing my second game of the 2009 season tonight. We dominated last week, and it all came back to me in the blink of an eye.
Call me liberos.
