Training Week

The team got its start this school year in August. All 6 of us came to BBC a week early for the wonderful “RA training” that takes place every year. Mic and Tim had their presuppositions coming into the week, thinking back on the year before and the experiences that this week had birthed. For the other three of us it was a new ball game ... ok, more than that, it was a new game, one in which we had never played. We arrived at school from all over the nation, Florida, Jersey, Michigan, Ohio, and Pennsylvania. Matty and I were also playing soccer that fall, so we got blitzed right from the start. The schedule went something like this: RA meeting 3 times a day at least for a minimum of 2 hrs, with soccer practice in any other available space. I guess God had decided that Matty and I didn’t need to be worked into it...just chucked right into the middle of it all. I remember little of what we were supposed to learn from the sessions that week, but on Thursday (I think) I started to see how special this team was.
That Wednesday night and Thursday we spent all our time with each other: smelling ALL of Tim’s farts, laughing at B’s sausage fingers, digging in B’s sister’s house to try and find the mysterious 4th floor of the house...that isn’t there, chasing down this girl that Mic knew that we saw on the highway, and saying “OH Boy” over and over again. Those two days would set the tone for the rest of the year. The love that would set us apart began to clearly be seen those 2 days.