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My first Game Day – One of Facebook’s oldest traditions

Remember field day from elementary school? Remember Revenge of the Nerds? That’s Game Day…and it was freaking awesome!  Game Day includes events like dodge ball, kickball, capture the flag, steal the bacon, tug of war and tons, tons more.  There’s this grand points system to determine the champs.  There’s pre-event trash talking, in which I participated of course.
While there weren’t too many Lewis’, Gilberts and Poindexters, there were a few Wormsers, but no Boogers thank goodness (that I noticed).
Team Red
I didn’t notice any official cheerleaders, but there was tons of spirit.  In fact, our team won the spirit competition by miles.  Though that does seem kind of like getting a participation trophy when you lose overall.  But we did have referees.
Our team took it’s theme from the Kool-aid man…Oh yeah!!
We plastered campus with signs like this:
Ray and I rode down on the shuttle bus together to Greer Park in Palo Alto.
Does Ray’s passion remind anyone else of Ogre?
In addition to the traditional field day-type events, there were lots of other carnival-style things to do.
We split the first four games of dodge ball before bowing out in the 5v5 playoff.  I was one of our five and got knocked out about two seconds into the playoff.  I got attacked by three players as soon as the whistle blew.  That sucked!
We had, by far, the best captain EVER!  Thanks Samara for being so awesome!  I was a bit intimidated by her!  I knew if I didn’t do well, she’d kick my a$$.
It was also great catching up with some friends.  It’s all in good fun in the end, right?
Everyone better watch out for Team Read in 2014.  We have a whole year to practice.

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