“Got It”

I tried to recreate my days of good old USY volleyball by joining Coed Jewish Sports (CJS). For $9 a week I can play four games of intense volleyball with other young adults. CJS is not solely for singles and as the director likes to brag, on average the score is four marriages a year.
There are seven to nine people on each team and there are two divisions. Division Tel Aviv is beginner level and Division Jerusalem is intermediate/advanced level. I am on division Jerusalem. I have come to terms with the fact that my team is the worst on the league and we have lost all but two games. I have also realized that I am not going to date anyone in my division due to the lack of selection. Just as I thought my luck was running out with men someone came my way at the most unexpected time.
This past Sunday I took a 45 minute nap in the afternoon and awoke at 5pm to wish for at least 20 more minutes of sleep, but I had volleyball at 5:30. I grudgingly put on my CJS cut t-shirt and sweatpants, threw up my hair, put on my knee pads and sneeks. I was not looking forward to another week of getting squashed on the court, but I went because I felt obligated to my team. It is fortunate that I went because only four of us showed up to play. Luckily, a member of Division Tel Aviv, Yitzchak, a.k.a. Izzy, was mistakenly misplaced and joined my team. When I first saw Izzy I thought he was cute and as we chatted I learned he was a mench. Izzy and I exchanged numbers and emails and so far we have emailed a few times. Stay tuned.
People have told me the best time to meet someone is when you are not expecting it. When I go out to social events I am all done up with makeup, clothes and hair but it is nice to meet someone when I am just me shouting for a ball and then missing it while turning around and saying, “oops, sorry!”