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"12 Hours of ATSA Shifts" by Zoe Wong

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Four hours down, and eight more to go. One would question why anyone would be willing to do 12 hours of ATSA shifts for this past weekend's Island Shootout. But being on ATSA is fun, you get to watch and support the varsity teams while being useful, or you can be very unfortunate and lose a bet to one of your fellow ATSA members. Which is what happened this weekend to me.

ATSA, also known as the Athletic Training Student Aides, is a club that anyone who takes the Sports Medicine class can join. You help out by evaluating injuries, make ice bags, or, during games, help fill up bottles and jugs to keep the athletes hydrated. 

During this weekend’s Island Shootout, I made a bet with Aaron Andrews (12) on who would come earlier on Saturday to begin our ATSA shifts. The deal was that we can’t be earlier than 30 minutes from our shift which starts at 8 am. If I had won the bet, Aaron would have to buy me breakfast, but if he had won, I would have to get him a drink of his choice.

Waking up early on a Saturday morning was already not something I was looking forward to, but with determination as I didn’t want to lose the bet, I got up at 7 am, got ready, and reached school around 7:45 am, being so sure he would not be that competitive to show up that early. I walked over to the door next to Mr. Riffey’s office, which to my luck was locked. I kept rotating the door knob but it would not budge. Agitated, I walked back to the front of the gym, which then suddenly opened up and there stood the proud Aaron , holding a Bible in one hand and one opening the door. 

If you were to question him why he would show up earlier than 7:45, this is what Aaron would say: “I showed up at 7:30 because I wanted breakfast, and I knew Zoe wouldn’t be able to get out of bed in time. I was positive I would win the bet, and I supremely enjoyed the rest of the morning after my McDonald’s.” 

Even though the bet was a drink, he was in luck as I offered to buy McDonald’s breakfast since I was already ordering my own breakfast. He had an enjoyable morning after that while I was in a gloomy state, which was because I had lost the bet and my McDonald’s order took an hour to arrive at school.

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