Get Out! GAY Magazine – Issue 335– September 27, 2017
Featuring content from the hottest gay and gay-friendly spots in New York, each (free!) issue of Get Out! highlights the bars, nightclubs, restaurants, spas and other businesses throughout NYC’s metropolitan area that the city’s gay population is interested in.
Featuring content from the hottest gay and gay-friendly spots in New York, each (free!) issue of Get Out! highlights the bars, nightclubs, restaurants, spas and other businesses throughout NYC’s metropolitan area that the city’s gay population is interested in.
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BY SHAUN MELADY<br />
@ShaunMelady<br />
stories / GET OUT! MAGAZINE >> GETOUTMAG.COM<br />
Balls, Balls<br />
and More Balls<br />
Caught your attention, right? Well good,<br />
and you’re kind of right by what you’re<br />
thinking, except this is a tamer and PGrated<br />
version. These big balls that I am<br />
referring to are volleyballs, ya nasties.<br />
Before I moved up to this amazing city,<br />
I played volleyball on my high school’s<br />
team, then graduated to competitive<br />
beach volleyball and following that was<br />
college. Once I<br />
graduated, there<br />
wasn’t much<br />
playing that<br />
happened, if<br />
you know what I<br />
mean. Seriously,<br />
I’m talking only<br />
about the game.<br />
<strong>Get</strong> your minds<br />
out of the gutter.<br />
After around my<br />
first month here<br />
in this pacesetting<br />
city, I<br />
was prancing<br />
my happy ass<br />
around Central<br />
Park, sporting<br />
my “Sorry for<br />
Partying” tank<br />
top and trying<br />
to get into a New York shape of mind<br />
(that was not a typo, don’t worry). As I<br />
was pouring down sweat and panting<br />
for dear life, I noticed balls bouncing up<br />
and down in the background of a field<br />
that I was across from. Yes, you heard me<br />
right. Right in the middle of the park were<br />
volleyballs bouncing up and down on<br />
concrete courts facing the skyline of the<br />
best city in the world! What else did you<br />
think I meant?<br />
Typical me, I jogged over and asked if<br />
they were playing pick-up games, and<br />
they politely invited me in to join. Super<br />
sweet of them! As I was playing, I found<br />
out that this was a gay volleyball league<br />
with a membership count of around<br />
5,000, and I could just not stop smiling.<br />
I should’ve guessed it was a gay league<br />
when I saw one of the players, now friend,<br />
wearing Andrew Christian underwear that<br />
was popping out over his athletic shorts,<br />
but that’s beside the point.<br />
The reason why it was<br />
so great was because<br />
when I lived in Florida,<br />
it was like pulling teeth<br />
to get people to play<br />
my favorite sport (aka<br />
volleyball), and there<br />
already weren’t a ton of<br />
momos that played in<br />
my city. So, this was just<br />
serendipitous. They<br />
welcomed me in and<br />
offered the bountiful<br />
food that they had at<br />
this picnic they were<br />
hosting, and me, not<br />
wanting to look like<br />
a heifer in front of<br />
these guys, of course<br />
declined.<br />
I later found out that<br />
the league is called<br />
Gotham Volleyball and became friends<br />
with many of the members. They have<br />
been inviting me to play in various<br />
tournaments and pick-up games, and,<br />
of course, I have been attending. Even<br />
enough to the point where I joined the<br />
volleyball league this past weekend - and<br />
made the team. Holla!<br />
Honestly, this city just keeps getting<br />
better and better. Especially now, since<br />
volleyball has spiked its way back into this<br />
momo’s life.<br />
Go. Yay. Rah!
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