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Thursday, February 21, 2008

Dribbling Girls

Our family went to a girls' basketball game at Trinity High School tonight. It's the school where Susan works, so we were cheering their team on in the Regional championship game against Bowman County. The last time we attended a Regional basketball championship in which Trinity played, the results were quite different from tonight's: Trinity's girls were defeated tonight 63 to 35. Ouch.

Because Trinity fell behind early on in the game, the entire evening wasn't much about the basketball game for our girls. It was about the popcorn and bottled water that Mommy bought them to enjoy before halftime. It was about the splendid halftime performance by Trinity's drumline (including brass instruments and an electric bass guitar, too, along with fun choreography). It was about the brothers seated nearby--one of whom is Suzanna's classmate, the other of whom is Hillary's--and the suckers that they gave to our daughters.

And, okay, it was a little bit about basketball as Suzanna leaned over to tell me that Trinity's team were her "role models" and that she was learning from them how to be a basketball player in the future (her most recent aspiration). I didn't have the heart to ask her to model herself after the players on the winning team . . .

The bottle of water lasted and lasted and lasted, thanks to the girls' numerous trips to the water fountain to refill it throughout the third and fourth periods. As a consequence, three small bladders were very, very full once we had put on our coats for the brief walk back home after the game. They walked very quickly so as not to dribble (double or otherwise) before reaching home. (One of the girls may or may not have had a dribbling accident after going to bed, too . . . although I'm not naming names, or even verifying such a nasty rumor.)

1 comment:

  1. I remember being the team on the losing end.....numerous times. What a "sinking" feeling. The other teams always seemed to be relentless. But..."It's just a game Fokker!"

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