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Today, I warmed up with this hardcore teen football team. We’re super ready for the scrimmage. We’re caught in a pretty bad losing streak, but this Saturday, I have a feeling we’re going to Whup the Terriers in the A, pretty hard.

An athletic epiphany I had today while running*: nobody looks very cool or attractive while running. Nobody. I think I speak mainly of women. Dudes can get sort of gazelle-like, but also sometimes look funny as well. We all look kind of of dumpy, constipated, slow and tired. But determined. In this way, we are all the same.

* Clearly I am not a runner, as I was taking pictures for and thinking of blogging WHILE RUNNING. And by running, I mean dumpily, slowly moving around the track. Jogging? I think in actuality, I jogged.

Here I am, viciously playing EXTREME BEACH VOLLEYBALL with my athletic cousins. It’s okay. It’s fine. I have other gifts.

We are here visiting steve’s sister, emily! It is kind of EXACTLY like wilmington, so I instantly feel at home amongst the bars with peanut shell floors, girls with bikini tops as bras, boys with backward hats and tans, giant margaritas, and undergraduate debauchery. Today, we are going to a fair, which I haven’t been to since the Dixie Classic! Please, let there be funnel cakes, and a secret place for Steve to watch the world cup.

 Friend Jocey’s little brother works for the Dodgers, so we thought to ask if he could get us tickets? And boy, could he ever! Special magic box? seats, like your own little private sports-land with a table for your beer and for the food you will surely regret.

As the fans – some obnoxious, some inspirational, screamed and foamed around us, and some waves happened – some apathetic, some enthused – the Dodgers beat the cardinals 5-3, with some uh, runs being made, and balls being hit, thankfully none into my face.

Last night, Coach K led the Bad News Ballers to Victory! They are going to the championships!!! MAYBE the other teams in the league should take a tip from the Ballers, who happens to be only team with a Coach. Who is Josh. Who wears a blazer over his team shirt, for effect. Said success ALSO may have had something to do with the fact that nearly the whole Naked Radio staff was there cheering, recording, interviewing and commentator-ing for an upcoming segment on, well, the fact that Josh randomly coaches grown mens’ basketball. (By ‘randomly’ I don’t mean to insinuate that he is not totally professional about it, because he is, and he’s also really good at yelling important things and ‘plays’ and etc.) As for MY part, I enjoyed dubbing the players with nicknames like ‘Mad Men’ and ‘Grasshopper’ and ‘Steve’ (for the bearded one,) and yelling that people were ‘travelling,’ this being one of the few basketball terms I remember.

Colleague Josh K is coaching mens basketball! Tonight ‘Bad News Ballers’ will crush the ’5’10″ White Guys.’  I think he is nearly dead with glee. Go Josh Go! Hole in One, and other sports related things!

Sisters Blaine and Carrie are encouraging me to train to run this half marathon with them in Vegas in December. (We 3 were last in Vegas in our 19/20′s when we drove there from NC and stayed at the Paris Las Vegas and didn’t get to gamble or anything, and I recall us swimming under an eiffel tower and I recall us getting in a fight about something. What? Tacoes? Gas? Probably.)

And you know what? I think I might do it. The halfie. I’ve been running a bit, like I never thought I could, and it kinda makes me feel like I could do anything. Or at least run a few miles? Or 13????????? I’m going to attempt to stay motivated. All I need is some cadillac-esque running shoes, some weirdly shaped bootie running short things, some better headphones, and a continued sense of optimism.

Of the many fine activities to partake in in NYC, one can also enjoy sports! We went to see the Knicks take on Oklahoma at Madison Square Garden. It was a tense, close game involving waffle fries, some guido’s, some child dancers, a marriage proposal on the big screen, oh, and also some sports. Sadly, the Knicks lost in overtime. Thankfully, to lift our spirits, Sarah did some train acrobatics on the way home.

YAY, NACHOS, YAY!

Also, the Saints.