Okinawa-rama

Today I saw the coolest sport ever. It was called "surfball". Joe and I, his colleague, and the Filipino rock band we took out for dinner, just stumbled upon it as we were walking around town, lured by the sound of loud music and the throng of people. When we reached the crowd, we saw that they were watching what looked to be a game of touch football. It was being played on the beach with the sun setting in the background and a Japanese woman was giving what seemed to be a very knowledgeable play-by-play in English. The whole thing was done to the sound of techno music and was very exciting and fast paced. But in my mind, the best part of it had to be the dancing. Whenever a team scored a point the players would line up in front of the crowd and perform a mini synchronized hip-hop dance routine -- with music. (This was no backflip in the endzone. It was a dance routine by gosh! Synchronized!) Actually, no, scoring wasn't the best part. The best part was after the game when the winning team did their dance routine, took turns breakdancing, and then ran into the crowd to freestyle amongst the people. Fantastic! I have definitely found my new favorite sport.