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For those who don’t go to sporting events: this is a swim meet.

James Gaffy, Journalist

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Tip: The doors don’t open until 5:15 PM.

I would know because I arrived at 4:30, Erbert’s and Gerbert’s bag in hand, and expected to walk in and have a seat in the boile- I mean pool room. I was incorrect, making myself look like a fool by pulling on a locked door.

I waited until someone came and opened the door, paid my fee (which actually wasn’t that expensive) and entered the steaming hot room in a sweatshirt that I soon regretted wearing.

My mother and I waited for maybe an hour, staring blankly at the spry, young, speedo-clad lads as they jumped in the pool and swam laps. One of the swimmers, a fellow named Sam, asked me if I wanted to be a timer. I didn’t, but my mother insisted; I was given a stopwatch and stood for maybe ten minutes while waiting for the meet to start.

A few of my swimmer friends, Kyle Celinski, Matthew Jokela, Marc (Jon) Orjansen, and Jack Saxton decided it’d be a wonderful idea to come and give me a long, soggy hug which I greatly disagreed with, I mean, I guess it was nice seeing my bros doing what they loved, but now I was wet and cold and I hadn’t even timed a single race yet.

Luckily someone who cared more than I did came and took my stopwatch and timed for me, so I went back and took my seat by my mother. Since it was the first home meet of the year, it was “Senior Night,” which meant the senior swimmers got to stand on one of the diving blocks while the coach praised them for their swimming skills over their time with the team.

After the lovely speech from Mr. Anderson, the meet started with a bang. Well… it was more of an “EEERRRRNNN,” a flash, then a splash. The swimmers were off, performing various races at different distances and in different swimming styles. Each was about a minute or two long. I managed to keep my eyes on the action the whole time because my friends were in almost all of the races; I stayed all the way until the diving began because I was really there just to watch my brother, but in the end aren’t we all?

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