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Porkchops Beat Big Birds 3 to 1

By Peter Hsu

We won.

After weeks of trash talk and fake confidence, the senior Porkchops finally faced off against the junior Big Birds in volleyball. The energy was loud. Half of us couldn’t stop smiling. The other half was trying to hide how nervous we were.

First few points? Terrible. We fell flat. Missed spikes. Butter fingers. A bad receive.  Easy points lost. As coach Darnell Dwumfour (12) puts it, “We thought we would lose at the start of the first set in the first five points, but the seniors pulled through again and again.” And he was right.

Gerald Yang found his serve. Ace. Another ace. Ting-Yi Huang stepped up too, with quite a few aces under his belt. Jaeyoun Kim, our king, was unstoppable at the net. Blocks, kills, aura. Repeat. We took the first set. Lost the second. Then regrouped and locked in.

The juniors had their weapons. Mr. MVP himself, Aaron Andrews, was launching rockets. Braydon Lee and Josh Stevens kept the pressure high. They hustled. They hit hard. They didn’t back down. But we didn’t either.

Third set was ours. Fourth set, we broke them. Long rallies. Gerald is serving fire again. Jaeyoun Kim ended it with a monster spike. Game over. Porkchops 3. Big Birds 1.

It wasn’t perfect volleyball, but it was us. The seniors playing with heart. Playing with pride and hair on the line. Jaeyoun Kim was right: as long as we played our best, we would win and we did. 

Even in the loss, Braydon Lee said: “For me, I was having fun and I wasn’t really that upset about losing tbh.” That’s the spirit.

Still huge respect to the juniors. They made us work for it. But yesterday, the court belonged to the Class of 2025.

The Porkchops aren’t done yet. Two more games. Let’s finish this.

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