Monologue Blog 2

October 17, 2010

So I honestly I no clue what to talk about because I really am not someone who can come up with anything off the top of the head or random stories. It took me really long to figure this out, which is why I am posting this on the day before the actual reading. So it finally came to mind that I should talk about one of my many embarrassing moments.
So basically throughout my life, I’ve had some pretty embarrassing moments and to say them all would probably take me forever and a day. But one that really sticks out in my memory was something having to do with my pants dropping to the floor. I do not know if any of you guys have ever experienced this, but everyone looking at you in your underwear, yea not a good feeling.
Well the memory that most comes to mind is back in 9th grade during JV basketball. It was a rivalry game at home and the stands were packed, even though my school is really really small. Well it was about to be halftime and we were losing by a basket or two i can’t remember that, but before the game i had a big situation. My shorts strings were stuck in a knot i could not take out. I already had the shorts on in the locker room and i did not have enough time to take it off and ask someone to do it for me. I would have asked while i had them on, but that would look a little suspect. So i figured if i folded them over, it would not be as loose and i would be fine because it was not falling off as i was standing in the locker room. Mind you the shorts were an inch or two above my knees, no bueno.
The whole game i was running up and down the court with my hands holding these shorts up and it came to another situation where i had to choose between scoring this bucket or holding up the shorts. For sure coach would be upset if i didn’t put the rebound back up and score on the layup, so i did what i had to do. Next thing you know, my shorts were on the ground. I could not help but put my head down and run back on defense with shame. The whole crowd had seen my drawers.
To make it worse, at halftime our Athletic Director came in and yelled at the whole team as other players shorts were drooping. But he singled me out saying he had no problem letting my mother know of this “humiliation” we put our School name under. All in all, it had to be one of the most embarrassing moments in my life, something i won’t forget.

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