My friends and I have played Beer Pong since our junior year of high school.
We would all spend the night at one of three houses; one, where the parents were so cool they bought our beer for us, one where the single mom was always out on dates, and one where the dad worked 24 hour shifts sometimes as a firefighter.
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This went on for a couple of years and when we graduated and went to college, it was even more fun because we could do so in the privacy of our dorms or better yet the apartment of two of our buddies. Our sophomore year of college, though, something went tragically wrong one night. Justin had lost about four games and had to drink beer plus he was guzzling plenty from the kegs as well. He had challenged yet another set of friends who had arrived at the party late and was drinking like crazy.
“Suddenly he started having a seizure and throwing up.”
Everyone was either laughing or staring at him, not sure what was going on but I knew something was not right. I told my girlfriend to call 911 and she just stood there in shock. I took out my cell phone and called 911 and both the ambulance and the campus security arrived at about the same time.
Justin had stopped breathing by then, so a friend and I got him breathing by doing CPR just as the paramedics rushed in. The campus police talked to all of us and said discipline may be a result. I did not care. It was not so much that it wasn’t my dorm as the fact that I just wanted one of my best friends to be okay.
The next day we were told that Justin was out of danger but had come perilously close to dying from alcohol poisoning. His parents thanked us for our quick thinking but I was still shook up. What if I had been drinking as bad as some of my friends? I hadn’t because I was on some pain meds for a fractured collarbone.
Still, a couple of weeks later at another party, when the list to sign up for Beer Pong came out, I just shook my head and passed it along. Justin was doing well, but I was not going to take any chances. I reached for my girlfriend’s hand and we walked out of the party and decided on a movie instead.
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