“out! Out! Hundred meters out! ”

- that combat cry one of my fellow players with the Volleyball, if the opponent carries the ball in out. I play Volleyball now for 3 months in the association, 1x the week am training. The crew plays it in the hobby league, with tactics and correct list is naturally played, but the fun is the center of attention clearly. And it makes exact in such a way spanndend, because so far I Volleyball only at school and with the German Federal Armed Forces played, where however always people are thereby which may not control the play so gladly or. Drum makes it much in the association more fun. Next weekend is the summer celebration, certainly funny - a celebration of the volleyballers I already saw. The best is however that also a genuinly mad girl along-plays there, Jessica is called it. It has also only this year there hanging finds, lives even only two roads of far from me (where exactly white I however not) - oversizes village genuinly considerably, because I did not see it outside from the Volleyball ever, and here nearly everyone actually knows everyone. Well no matter, after the sport we go usually together home, and/or lead past the way first with me. It helped me in any case fast to forget the unfortunate situation with Lisa and who knows, perhaps is this time more possible. In this sense