This was a scene that Ali and I saw played out every single night all over Bali. Come 5pm scores of people; kids, adults, tourists, locals, people from all nationalities, people who each might believe that different mythical creatures started the universe, people with different genitalia, people who loved people who were the same sex as them, people who loved people of the opposite sex, rich people, poor people, you name it – all came together for one purpose – to see who could kick the ball through the two sticks that were stuck into the sand. Shockingly it all seemed to work without issue. Go figure.
All different human beings from the most radically different backgrounds possible all coming together, united in play, united in sport. Simple.
Election time always makes me depressed – either Louis Capps or Abel Maldonado is lying – most likely both of them. Either way they haven’t been very nice to each other on TV and this is right about the time that I’m getting geared up for the holidays and it’s bumming me out. I wouldn’t want either of them on my team and I think they could both learn a lot from a group of eight-year-old Balinese kids.
Make the teams even so that the game is fun, pass to your teammates a lot, cheer when your team scores, cheer when anyone on any team makes a great play, and when it gets dark, pull the sticks out of the ground, shake hands, and go home friends.
Be thankful for sport. I am.
3 Rounds For Time:
7 muscle ups*
10 Hang Power Cleans (135#95#)
MOD 7 ring dips/7 pullups