Welcome to my first entry as I document my journey from a volleyball idiot savante to (hopefully) a decent volleyball player.

I would like to let the reader know that I don't even have to be doing this. I do fine playing basketball so I've got my manliness quota covered already. Well, technically being good in one sport should be sufficient for a male ego but for me, I guess I need to feel even more manlier to compensate for the serious insecurities I incurred during my childhood. Whatever it is that's going on in my head, I told myself one day that I needed to learn volleyball. Well, aside from some self-esteem issues, it also has to do with getting girls.

I know that I've done it plenty of times in my life and I'm sure I'm going to do it plenty of times again in the future.

So one day, I was at the beach playing volleyball with some of my friends. I've never had any sort of training on how to play volleyball. The last time I played was in elementary school where I remember how much bumping hurt my arms. After that, I vowed never to play this devil sport again. Fast forward to the present day - at the beach. I realize that everyone plays volleyball at the beach, NOT basketball. I also notice that the beach is the place where guys can show how cool and manly they are. Where else do you have the excuse to take your shirt off without looking vain? Okay, so we'll assume that ten guys take their shirts off and amongst the ten, five have been working out and the other five are flabby. So automatically, the five muscular guys are cooler than the five flabby guys. So, amongst the muscular guys, we still have to seperate them in coolness. How?

Let them play volleyball. 

Oh, I fell into this trap before and got eliminated right away. I passed the shirt test but realized that I can't bump a ball to save my life. You know what's the unsexiest image in the world? A guy that can't play volleyball. The coordination and timing is so much different from basketball. When you can't play volleyball, you look plain goofy. I was shamed off the court. I was also pretty mad at the guys that could play.

Yeah, I'm petty - I get mad at people who are better than me.

Sue me. 

Just how "chicks dig the long ball" in baseball, "chicks dig guys who can spike" in volleyball. Yup, nothing manlier than spiking the ball - its the equivalent of dunking a basketball. The only difference is that Asians can actually spike a volleyball. 

So  I made a vow that summer that I was going to be one of the cool guys at the beach next time. No more sitting on the park bench drinking VitaSoy while watching other guys play. I needed to get my game together. 

I did two things: 

1) I joined a Sunday vball league

2) I started going to CCYAA drop in volleyballs.

So follow me as I document the things that happen when I play. The people I meet, the girls I meet...bump, set...phone number.