Goggles and chlorine pt 1

On a hot summer day everyone likes to cool off in some way, most like to go to a pool and just hang with their friends. But once you put on that cap and pair of goggles you go through your swimmers phase. When i was seven years old, i was brought to the Hayward Plunge indoor pool. From there I learned the basics, free style, backstroke , breastroke, and butterfly. First day i was there for practice, the instuctor moved me up to an advance class, then i got moved up again by a different instructor, just trying to make my way to the top.

On one of my days there, there happened to be a scout for a local team in San Leandro . He asked my mom and dad to come out and try out for their team at San Leandro High school on a Saturday around 5:30.

They put all the people who tried out in a group then split us up, i remember going to the diving well and hopping in the pool with a bunch of giants who i had not met. I was in a lane with high schoolers doing freestyle, it felt like i was a dessert rodent running in a field with a herd o elephants, half and hour later i emerged from the water and rapped myself in a towel and headed over to my parents wondering what the hell had just happened.

Next thing i know,a man with a straw hat,thick rimmed glasses, and orange hair approached me and said that I had made the team. I was so happy that i was in shock and disbelief. So i asked the man why he had chose me out of all the bigger,stronger, older and more experienced guys. He told me that i was fast for my age, and that they were looking for a more variety of the team that they could mold over the years into the kind of swimmers that they wanted. After that he made anannoucement for the first practice. I then got changed, left the locker room, went over to the man once more and asked " whats your name?". He looked down at me and said " you can call me coach bill".