She enjoyed the first week, when the coach didn't show up and she just got a shirt and we tossed a ball to her a few times so she'd feel like she'd had the practice that she'd been waiting weeks to have.
But the coach didn't show up to the next practice, either.
Or the next one.
Or their first game.
Or the 2nd game.
Or for team pictures (don't worry, he sent his super pregnant wife wearing sweatpants and bed-head to stand in for him. Luckily, the photographer opted to have a picture of just the players taken also. I really can't wait to see what my $16 got me.)
then his kid tried to mount my daughter.
Let's go to the video tape, shall we? The first 10 seconds says it all.
Uh, no wonder she hates Tball so much.
I think our season is over.
Goodbye Butterflies
12 years ago