Mark your calendars. On March 31st, 2013 the best beach volleyball complex in Kansas City (Volleyball Beach) opens again for the throngs of avid sand volleyball players. We’ll dance on the sand, bask in the sun on the deck and eat, drink and be merry. Why? Because we live for beach volleyball and it signals the fact that winter is over, finally.
Life is going grand and then the pitcher throws you a knuckler that dances like Fred Astaire and you swing right through it. Suddenly the 12-game hit streak you were on means nothing and you’re in the midst of a 1-23 slump, floundering below the Mendoza Line and praying for a pulled hammy so you can have an excuse for riding the bench for 15 games while you figure out what part of “and then you hit the ball” you’re failing at.
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