Okay, so I was a popular guy in High School, and didn't hang out with any of my high school teammates. Not becasue I was an ass, but becasue we just had different lives.
I went to a good D1 program and I immediately wanted to join a frat with some of the guys from my town that also went to the school.
My coach advised, did not force, but advised that I wait until I was a sophmore to pledge. I was pissed and almost dropped off the team but I was on a ride so i decided to wait, and the guys in the frat were cool with me waiting - said other athletes had done it in the past too.
Okay, so I initially didn't really like my team. I was nice, had fun with them at practice, but they just seemed different than me. We had a good year and worked very hard, we were all very fit and runnng well. I started to hang out with a few of the guys and developed a liking for their sense of humor. This kind of broadened and I started doing more non-pracitce things with them.
I pledged as a sophmore and my xc season went to sh*t. I was not happy with my running or my social life, becasue it seemed like I was half-assing both ends.
The straw that broke the camels back was when I got a phone call at 3am asking me to come pick up a brother at a bar downtown. I explained that I was leaving for our D1 Regional meet at 8am, and that I needed to be well rested. They laughed and said come and get us or your toast at lineup next week.
I went to get them and they all acting like I shouldn't be mad as I was driving them home. They were saying sorry but that they needed to treat all the pledges fairly, etc.
When I got back home, I realized that I was constantly wishing I could hang out with my teammates, but felt as though I was "supposed" to hang out with the frat guys.
Without me realizing it, I had decided that I enjoyed my teammates more than the frat guys, and the change felt good. I enjoyed eating healthy meals and talking about wworkouts, as well as subjects completely unrelated to running. We had inside jokes, and saw things in a similar light. More than anything, the team just felt wholesome.
I am so glad I made the choice that I made, and I have nothing against the frat guys, I just realized it wasn't me.
I announced that I was depledging the next week, and the house went nuts. Apparently it is really bad to have someone depledge, especially an athlete. They did a lot to try to keep me on, but I had made up my mind, and didn't see the point. I was always trying to get out of everything anyways, and it wasn't like I could enjoy a "mixer" the night before a hard 6 x 1mile workout.
Anyway, some of my closest friends in the world are my former teammates, and I am 7 years out of college. We still keep in touch.
Give it a chance, sometimes life throws you curveballs.
Go to dinner with them once a week and see what happens.