CFW: day 1

The first day of summer, began the first day of Chapter Focus Week. Chapter focus week, or CFW, is a retreat with intervarsity (Christian group) which is a great place to get closer to both your friends and God. My "Chapter" was UofM Dearborn. Along with Dearborn, there was also UofM Flint, Oakland University, and Oakland CC. The 4 hour drive up to Timber Wolf Lake (located in Lake city) was rather uneventful, It was spent by making trucks blow their horns.

After arriving to campus, we found out how incredibly amazing this place it was. It had a huge field which called out to all of us guys, within about 10 minutes of getting to our cabin, we were throwing the football around. Very quickly we had close to 10 guys and we made teams to play a game of 2 hand touch.

Unfortunately we picked a fairly narrow field and it seemed like the only way to get separation was by going up field. I was also being covered by a mammoth of a man in Graham, who is 6-9 and 270 lbs. On top of all of that he also has a good grip on route running! I was pretty much held in check that game except for occasional exceptions like an interception and short catches.

After enjoying a great game of football, me and a couple of the guys decided to go to the gym and play some volleyball. With only 4 people early on, it was definitely lacking in some fun. We were just about to stop when UofM Flint arrived and all wanted to play volleyball. We were probably playing for about an hour and a half when my friend Sean came up to me and looked pretty serious. Sean said "Connor, can we talk off to the sidelines?" Since Sean and I were bunking together, I figured that he must be talking about something related to that. I told him that whatever the problem was we could work it out after the game. That's when Sean is like "No really dude, I need to tell you something". Finally I decided to walk off to the side and find out what was so important.

Then Sean said the words "You ripped your pants", without looking I asked "where at?" and then Sean said the worst thing he could've said, "near the groin". I then realized that my thighs were getting more of a breeze than they normally are used to. I quickly ran to my cabin to find my last pair of pants.

After ripping my pants, nothing of much entertainment happened for the rest of the day. As I laid in bed that night I knew this was going to be a great week despite the sacrafice of my pants.