Easily the most enjoyable match I ever competed in. I still receive emails every-so-often with notes like, “Caught that epic match in Hermosa where you took down Phil and Todd, what a feeling that must have been.” And they’re all right-on; it was one hell of a feeling.
Watching the entire match - captured by Jorge Richardson of Santa Barbara, who happens to have a fanatastic beach volleyball YouTube channel. Please go check it out, it’s worth it - brings back all the old memories. I just love the idea of still having a hop in my step. And to think our fine former CEO, Leonard Armato, threatened to suspend me from ever competing again if I wore that W tank top during another match on “his” tour. Keep in mind, before we won, 19-17 in the 3rd (pogo-ing in between games with the PB&J time crew instead of resting and discussing strategy), Armato did not even know my name. And yes, we reached the semifinals one tournament prior to Hermosa Beach, so it’s not like we were brand new, fresh on the scene. Either way, his memory can’t taint this memory. If only I could go back.
“We have to go back, Kate. We have to go back!”