I just witnessed one of the funniest/scariest displays of nonathletic activity ever - the faculty-student basketball game. Now, for those of you who do not know, I teach at a special education school where we pride ourselves on awarding standard diplomas because "We don't remediate. We accommodate." Well, all of our teachers are pretty much nonathletic (present company included thanx to a weak knee that ruined any possibility of me playing in the US Open or at least playing any kind of real tennis in my.....er.....sorry, I digress). In any event, the students were told not to get rowdy because this was a basketball game (I know, but it's true).
After 32 minutes of playing (8-minute quarters) the score was 30 - 17 in favor of the faculty. I then remembered that our girls team won one game all season and placed third in the league and our boys placed fourth (Go Eagles!).
The story is funnier than it reads, thanx to my poor short term memory, but, hey, you didn't blog, so I am still better.
Crazy, about, commas,
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