Well, the season is over. D's team reverted back to their former selves and were given a major shellacking yesterday, eliminating them from the playoffs.
J's team lost a close game, unfortunately one with several bad calls. I don't like to criticize umpiring as a rule, but these were pretty egregious. So his team is out of the playoffs.
All I have left is to get them ready for closing ceremony on the 14th, and figure out hw we can all attend the team parties -- all of which are scheduled for right after the ceremony.
And I still have not found an answer to this imponderable: how come I never seem to have on hand the same number of cups as athletic supporters?
D wants to take up football now.
J's team lost a close game, unfortunately one with several bad calls. I don't like to criticize umpiring as a rule, but these were pretty egregious. So his team is out of the playoffs.
All I have left is to get them ready for closing ceremony on the 14th, and figure out hw we can all attend the team parties -- all of which are scheduled for right after the ceremony.
And I still have not found an answer to this imponderable: how come I never seem to have on hand the same number of cups as athletic supporters?
D wants to take up football now.
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It must be a real triumph for D, for you and Brian, and for the coach who wanted to let him play, that he had a good enough time that he can even imagine trying a new sport. (Of course, success brings its own ironic challenges - but I thought I'd mention the good-news side of this.)
As for the cups and supporters, we don't have that problem. What I'm trying to figure out is why the footwear from one sport live in the front hall until (a) the season of the next sport or (b) I bitch about it multiple times. (Football cleats, soccer cleats, rugby cleats, skates, sailing shoes, climbing shoes, etc.)
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