February 3, 2012 scottcjones

Do you know what it’s like to stand in the middle of a packed gymnasium on a frigid February night in Upstate New York wearing a wisp of spandex, a jockstrap that’s a size too small for you, and some protective headgear? To have everyone you know–your parents, the girl you secretly have a crush on, your homeroom teacher–call out your name in unison? Because I do. (more…)