ITT: High school spaghetti stories. I get high off them.
>8th grade gym class
>be 5'11 210lb somewhat fat kid with a big boxy frame
>teacher says we can either choose to play touch football or volleyball, knowing that almost all the girls will choose volleyball and almost all the guys will choose football
>exactly that happens, except two girls choose to play football with us
>one is big and butch and the other is this tiny qt 3.14 asian pixie chick
>since it was almost all guys playing, and the two girls weren't really doing shit, we were allowed to make more contact
>no real tackles, but half-tackles/shoving was pretty much allowed
>playing defense, covering a friend
>he's running his route, and I see him looking at the sky, so I know there's a pass coming
>look back as I'm running to try to see the ball
>can't see it
>turn around as I see someone catch the ball out of the corner of my eye
>all of my momentum is carrying my fat frame
>run up and slam into my friend, the receiver
>except it isn't my friend
>he must have turned at the last second, because the one who caught it is the qt 3.14 asian girl
>fucking slam her to the ground
>she screams, ball goes flying
>I look down at her, for the first time contemplating the unspeakable horrors of what I've just done
>she is looking up at me with a confused and scared look in her eyes, she thinks I did it on purpose
>everyone stops and fucking stares at me
>mounds of spaghetti begin jettisoning out from all of my orifices
>slowly walk over to where the football landed
>pick it up
>walk over to girl, extend my hand out to help her up
>she hesitates for a moment, then takes it
>I hand her the ball, and mumble "I-I'm sorry..."
>walk off the field, tell my gym teacher I'm done
>asian girl remains scared of me for the next few years, finally warms up to me around senior year
>remembered as that huge kid who blew that little asian girl the fuck up
Now you go.