20-19… Game point.
Chris couldn’t help himself, smack-talking the other side with a playful smile.
“Butterfingers,” he called out to the server, “Don’t mess up!”
The ball came sailing over the net, directed at my fellow teammate, Ryan. He gave Chris a perfect pass to deliver the crushing kill to end the game. The crowd erupted with roars of cheers from the sidelines.
Chris and Ryan had become best of friends on the beach court, though they had only met hours before. One was a member of Sigma Nu and the other a Special Olympics athlete, but you would never know the difference at first glance.