Do you remember that episode of the Brady Bunch where the boys are playing football in the backyard and Marcia comes out of the house just in time to be hit square in the face by a wayward football thrown by Peter and then her nose swells up to three times its size and she can't leave the house or go to her big date with the coolest guy at school for whom she begged off another date because he wasn't cool enough?
Marcia got a lot of flak for that, you know. Even I thought she was a little bit drama queen about the whole thing. I do believe it's one of the most commonly parodied Brady Bunch episodes. I mean, on a quick googling of the words Marcia Brady football, I discovered this game (I got 20 points and hit Marcia's nose with the football twice), this extremely bizarre script between the Partridge Family and the Brady Bunch, and this video of the exact episode in question. All on the first page of results.
Well, I no longer think she overreacted. I now have extreme empathy and compassion for poor Marcia. Why you ask? Because, yesterday, I experienced a Marcia Brady moment: I was hit (hard!) in the face with a football.
Here's how it went: I was at Young Women, minding my own business and taking some pictures of the girls who missed our temple trip a couple weeks ago. Some Young Men from another ward were also on the church lawn, quite far away from us, tossing a football. One minute, I was directing a girl on how to pose and the next minute, my glasses were thrown ten feet from my face and I was knocked down on the lawn. (You'll be glad to know that both glasses and camera survived the ordeal with nary a scratch. Phewsh!)
In their defense, the boys were extremely apologetic, but that did not help my lip, which had already doubled in size. I'm also fairly certain I'm going to have a black eye. I'm a tough girl, but it took me a few minutes to snap out of it and be myself again, especially since that involved trying to take pictures when all I was seeing at the moment was stars. Also, I had a pretty massive headache the rest of the night. Who knew that simply going to do my church calling could be such a dangerous undertaking?
So, Marcia, I now understand your pain. Really, I do. I'm so sorry I ever doubted you.
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