IB kids have a lot to be proud of. Even if we’re at the bottom of our individual classes, we’re still at the top of the school for the most part. We are constantly seeing our names and our friends’ names in the local paper, hearing them over the announcements, and spending our evenings dressed up and receiving certificates for various accomplishments.
However, it’s not often that IB has something external (read: that anyone else cares about) that we can really get behind and take pride in. Recently, though, we’ve been kicking major butt in a few things more important to the “real world”: SPORTS.
That’s right. IB kids are owning, schooling, and dominating the world of sports at my high school. Our boy’s tennis team is almost completely made up of IB kids, and they have a great record right now. IB also makes up a large part of marching band, which consistently receives superiors at competitions. However, last night was the crowning glory for this year’s IB class.
Last night was my high school’s Dodgeball Tournament. Any group of 6-8 people could sign up, for a fee, and would play against other teams of students and teachers in the tournament. It was a typical athletic bracket, with winners playing winners until the final playoff for first place.
A few boys from my junior IB class and their friends decided to create a team called Nerds Attempting Dodgeball. The acronym for this is, of course, NADS. They managed to get the crowd chanting “GO NADS! GO NADS!” for about 30 seconds before we got it. The jerseys were pink with lettering in my school’s coloring, saying GO NADS on the back along with each player’s nickname. You know it’s the team of IB kids when they come up with a pun like that. This is why I love IB.
Now, the team wasn’t exactly your scrawny-taped-glasses “nerds” – three of the members were football players and they are all in-shape and athletes of a sort. Nevertheless, they are all IB, poking fun at themselves with their team name (“Nerds Attempting…”) and nobody, especially them, expected them to make it past the first round. We all came out to show our support for the NADS, expecting to have a good laugh watching our friends get pummeled and then go home and work on our Group 4.
Well. The NADS made it past the first round, beating out a tough-looking group of kids, and came back for the second round to go against Old School, a team of teachers, most from the Language department. When they beat Old School, we were thrilled and amazed at the same time. Nobody, most of all the NADS, expected them to make it past the first round. The tiny section of IBers was screaming louder than anyone (to our credit, we were shouting “Go Nerds!”) in support.
I had to go home early with my ride, but it turns out that the little underdog let’s-join-for-kicks team made it all the way to the finals, coming in second place after losing to a team of varsity baseball players called HIV. (Yes, HIV beat the NADS. Please don’t think too hard about that.)
Anyway, I know it’s silly, but I was really really proud of the NADS. We’re not exactly the most revered group of kids on campus, especially in terms of athletics. The guys who went in there as the NADS were the class clowns, the athletes/actors who like making people laugh and thought they’d represent IB in all its non-glory by being completely pathetic. That’s the point of a team of “Nerds”, after all. All of us were so thrilled and proud of our team for, well, not being pathetic. And thanks to them, IBers all over campus held their heads a little higher today (actually, that was just us looking to the sky and praying for a comet to obliterate all life before we have to present Group 4 tomorrow.)
So, as I leave to work on my Internal Assessment/Group 4 project, I leave you with 1 final thought:
GO NADS!!!!!
However, it’s not often that IB has something external (read: that anyone else cares about) that we can really get behind and take pride in. Recently, though, we’ve been kicking major butt in a few things more important to the “real world”: SPORTS.
That’s right. IB kids are owning, schooling, and dominating the world of sports at my high school. Our boy’s tennis team is almost completely made up of IB kids, and they have a great record right now. IB also makes up a large part of marching band, which consistently receives superiors at competitions. However, last night was the crowning glory for this year’s IB class.
Last night was my high school’s Dodgeball Tournament. Any group of 6-8 people could sign up, for a fee, and would play against other teams of students and teachers in the tournament. It was a typical athletic bracket, with winners playing winners until the final playoff for first place.
A few boys from my junior IB class and their friends decided to create a team called Nerds Attempting Dodgeball. The acronym for this is, of course, NADS. They managed to get the crowd chanting “GO NADS! GO NADS!” for about 30 seconds before we got it. The jerseys were pink with lettering in my school’s coloring, saying GO NADS on the back along with each player’s nickname. You know it’s the team of IB kids when they come up with a pun like that. This is why I love IB.
Now, the team wasn’t exactly your scrawny-taped-glasses “nerds” – three of the members were football players and they are all in-shape and athletes of a sort. Nevertheless, they are all IB, poking fun at themselves with their team name (“Nerds Attempting…”) and nobody, especially them, expected them to make it past the first round. We all came out to show our support for the NADS, expecting to have a good laugh watching our friends get pummeled and then go home and work on our Group 4.
Well. The NADS made it past the first round, beating out a tough-looking group of kids, and came back for the second round to go against Old School, a team of teachers, most from the Language department. When they beat Old School, we were thrilled and amazed at the same time. Nobody, most of all the NADS, expected them to make it past the first round. The tiny section of IBers was screaming louder than anyone (to our credit, we were shouting “Go Nerds!”) in support.
I had to go home early with my ride, but it turns out that the little underdog let’s-join-for-kicks team made it all the way to the finals, coming in second place after losing to a team of varsity baseball players called HIV. (Yes, HIV beat the NADS. Please don’t think too hard about that.)
Anyway, I know it’s silly, but I was really really proud of the NADS. We’re not exactly the most revered group of kids on campus, especially in terms of athletics. The guys who went in there as the NADS were the class clowns, the athletes/actors who like making people laugh and thought they’d represent IB in all its non-glory by being completely pathetic. That’s the point of a team of “Nerds”, after all. All of us were so thrilled and proud of our team for, well, not being pathetic. And thanks to them, IBers all over campus held their heads a little higher today (actually, that was just us looking to the sky and praying for a comet to obliterate all life before we have to present Group 4 tomorrow.)
So, as I leave to work on my Internal Assessment/Group 4 project, I leave you with 1 final thought:
GO NADS!!!!!
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