Chris Ward
Mr. Tringali
AP English and Composition
March 9, 2010
A Church League Basketball Game
Saturday, February twentieth, two-thousand ten, a church league basketball game was scheduled at Clarksburg High School at eight PM. A dear friend of mine, Nick Testo, plays in a basketball league run by a church and was playing in the game that evening. Nick is the kind of person who loves to be the center of attention and have the world revolve around him. He is the kind of guy that you would find leading a conga line or telling a hilarious story to a huge crowd. Since he is almost always embarrassing other people with his unrestrained attitude, when the chance came to embarrass him I had to go for it. My friends and I had been plotting something that would put our school pep rally to shame and put all eyes on him for the whole recreational league basketball game.
It was about seven thirty p.m. when Kat Lambert, Aly Colvin, Charlotte Lambert and I arrived at Clarksburg High School clad with white and black face paint and t-shirts sporting Nick’s number. We ran in with all of our posters and, of course, the horse on a stick, which was used to poke fun at Nick’s self-given nickname “The Italian Stallion,” and made sure that we got to the game before he did, so we would be sure to surprise him and embarrass him as much as possible.
The gym was so brightly lit, and the floor so glossy from the previous night’s waxing that it almost hurt your eyes when you first walked in. The school was fairly new and sitting in the gym gave your nose the sense of being in a new car. We immediately got to work setting up all of our over-the-top decorations and getting ourselves ready for Nick’s big entrance. A few minutes went by and finally Nick walked through the gym doors and the three of us screamed and jumped around as obnoxiously as we could, holding up and shaking our posters, like we were on The Price is Right trying to get noticed by Bob Barker. We...