Volleyball Puns Novels & Stories

"You bastards! Is that how you apologize for being stupid and horrible at shooting?" The volleyball girls snickered. All the soccer players had come over to see what was holding up their game. They laughed and booed the two guys she had spoken to. "Why don't we skip the insults, Miss Pretty Legs," the first guy said with a smile that showed his fangs. "Just pass us the ball. We've got a game to finish." Zeda clenched her fists. Was he trying to scare her? She glared at the soccer ball sitting nearby.

Annie paused for a minute, with a sexy look on her face, then shouted back, "If you can't return it, you've gotta lose those trunks!" "Not much of a chance of that happening!" Eddie replied. Annie responded by throwing the ball up and delivering a powerful serve. I'm not sure how many of her co-workers knew it, but she used to play volleyball in college. The ball did exactly what she wanted it to do, slamming right in between the two weakest players. The girls cheered and the guys slapped their heads and moaned. Eddie whistled and pointed to Annie, then grabbed his waistband and slid his trunks down.

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

“You with the brown curly hair, stop being goofy”. I hear my coach as I hit the ball again and I sigh. Seriously does this man thinks I'm doing this on purpose. We've been playing for close to an hour now, my palms and wrists are really hurting me. Damn, these girls do have a lot of energy, they play so vigorously and I fear that I wouldn't be able to make the team. I never knew a volleyball tryout was this nerve-wracking and exerts this kind of energy but then what can I say when there are ten girls trying out but only four gets picked. Two from each team.The ball comes to our side of the net again and then out of frustration I hit as I hard I can, scoring a point for our team and also incr

Ivan was already near her signaling her to come. “Ivan, your mom can’t. It’s dangerous for the baby.” Eric quickly cut Ivan messing his hair. “Yes. Kid. Your mom will just watch us. So don’t be a loser.” Rosy butted in teasing Ivan. They were going to play beach volleyball. Eric and Ivan vs. Rosy and Mr. Cain with the yellow Hawaiian clothes. Arabella was the scorer. The game was a good one. Eric and Ivan were good teammates but Mr. Cain was also good making Rosy’s team follow closely.

“Receive it! Receive it!” the kid shouted to Celine when the ball was toss to her side. But she was panicking so much that instead of doing a good job of receiving the ball, she avoided it. The rally stopped and it made the kids feel spot upset. "S-Sorry,” head down, Celine apologized. "Why is your sister so bad at playing volleyball?” they blurted to Wonwoo one after another. “Old lady, you are ruining the game,” one from the kids said to her.

She smiles again, and I just nod, agreeing with him. "Olivia, do you want to join my team?" I completely ignore my friend's comment. "Oh no, Mr. Mazza, I don't know how to play." "Lie! Seriously, you don't know how to play volleyball?" Romão jests, she smiles again, and I clench my fists. What's wrong with you, Athos, it's just a simple and harmless joke. "It doesn't matter, Olivia, in the end, it's all just pure fun," I insist.

Ethan POV With my mind now filled with anger and the thoughts of revenge, Kate began giving a short, brief explanation about the game and its rules. Turns out their type of volley ball was just like the usual one, which I didn't even have an idea about. But all we need to do is get the ball to touch the ground on their side of the pitch and whichever team does that first gets a point, so basically we should not let the ball touch the sandy beach, and also we can only use our hands, well, except Kiara who will be acting as our libero.

I said, "Got a volleyball?" Anna smiled really big and ran off.