Shaggy
Hagrid
Shagrid
Garbage
Garbo
Trash
The Big Friendly Giant
Big Guy
These are all the nicknames of my friend Nate who will be moving back to NorCal next week. I met Nate for the first time during welcome week of my freshman year. I ventured out to the IM field to check out club volleyball, and the first thing I see at the table is this 6'8'' monster of a guy shadowing over everyone around him. Amazing myself, I summoned up enough courage to ask him if the net set up behind him was open for anyone to play (JK Rowling says that giants, even half giants are prone to violence).
Anyways, my memories of Nate from welcome week and the first day of open gym to the present are all jumbled up in a haze of Quicks, 3's, Steps, Pushes, back 1's, Pipes, and 4's. Wow, I guess I will miss him (or at least his hits). He's probably the only one at open gym who I can see and time my sets easily with. Our Quick and Push combo is nearly unstoppable on most nights, and melts other teams on good nights. I think we've only lost 1 game this year with him and me on the same team (and other select people).
Last night, we had a party for him (thanks Gerren! and thanks Amy for the ride!). I'd say mafia, taboo, some card game that resembles poison, rockband, and meerkats were an appropriate farewell.
For a guy so tall, he also has a big heart. And even though hes usually the catalyst/target of trash talking at open gym, its all fun and games. Nate, your presence will surely be missed (its hard not to miss 6 feet 8 inches of giant).
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