On Friday I got scant playing time in the student teacher basketball game.  I can hustle and I am an athlete, don’t get me wrong, and I able to compete in many sports, but hoops have never been my strength.  I did not mind sittin on tha bench, though, since a lot was at stake.  The game was a sight to see, since our team had some poetic players, whose movement together and individually was a symphony of power.  But the middle school team and especially the high school team fought back bravely, and Connexions staff and basketball teams, boys and girls, middle and high, put on quite a show.  The program is growing, the talent is clear.

Hoops.  Then on Saturday night I am at a soup contest, and an old friend who had just gotten on facebook told me about how he had thought that Hoop Revolution was my new basketball obsession, until another friend of ours informed him, no, stupid, he is into hula hoops.  What’s that about he asked and I told him.  But somewhere outside of the conversation something in my head clicked.

Thus, I believe, the synopsis of this three paragraph essay is a call to the basketball community in Baltimore to join forces with the hula hoop community in Baltimore.  I am learning more and more lately about how girls and boys, men and women can be great hoopers, whether it be bball or hula wise.  We engage in revolution whenever we are hooping.  Now we just need to organize.