I earned basketball "letters"

I was playing a game of pickup basketball with some kids and teens at the Y in Vevay the other night.

I’m pleased I can now survive an hour of playing basketball with no obvious side effects other than one nicely jammed ring finger.

Either way, one of the guys was wide open under the basket so he yelled “aye! aye! aye! aye! aye!” He received the attention he desired along with the ball and a basket.

After which I told him “You forgot A-E-O and U.”

Unfortunately, that was apparently the funniest thing he had heard because he cracked up and proceeded to yell “A-E-I-O-U” on the next several possessions to distract the ball handler.

One of the guys sent me a quick pass under the basket and I made one of my very few layups of the night.

“Good shot Vowels!” They thought that that too was funny and they proceeded to call me “Vowels” for the rest of the game.

Of course, I amplified their fun when I grudgingly said, “I guess that makes sense since I’m a librarian.”

After the game I went swimming with Darlene and forgot about it. Yet 40 minutes later I ran into them as they were walking out the door.

“Take it easy Vowels.”
“See ya Vowels.”

sigh I now know what Charlie Brown felt like when he went to camp with a paper sack over his head and being called “Mr. Sack” the entire time. Then again, it was the only time he was ever elected camp president. (It was a great series if you can find it).

hmmm…. “Vowels for president?”