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U.S./Mexican Border Volleyball

Based on the campaign commercials I’ve paid attention to the past few weeks, illegal immigration is apparently the top issue Tennessee voters face in November.
If I were a campaign consultant (candidates: get your offers ready), I imagine a negative TV ad as follows:

Candidate X thinks border security should be treated like this [show footage of volleyball match]. A vote for X is a vote for open borders. Vote for Y.

That ought to stir a few of our culture warriors up.
On a thinly related matter, but this reminds me of the multicultural volleyball experience I had a few weeks back. Usually I play recreational volleyball one night a week at my church. One week a bunch of players from an affiliated Hispanic group unexpectedly showed up. Somehow I found myself on a team consisting of a Hispanic/American guy (who speaks English and is a regular), and four other people who, as far as I could tell, didn’t speak any English. Fortunately, a basic game doesn’t require much communication, so I managed not to make a fool of myself. But needless to say, we didn’t attempt to implement much strategy.
The funniest part may have been the appearance of the team. Not trying to get into ethnic stereotypes here, but there was a distinct pattern. I’m 5’10”, if I stand on my toes. There was one other guy about my height, and the rest of the players were at least 4 inches shorter than me. It was odd being the “tall” guy on the team, as if the universe had tipped off its axis.
But what those guys lacked in stature, they made up for with hustle. Quite a feisty bunch, who didn’t want to give up on points. It was refreshing to watch.