WARNING: Obnoxious Mom Post--- 40 seconds left in the last period, games tied, other teams ball. These girls TOWER over my baby, because they are all going into 7-8th grades and my babys going into 5th. Its my baby that steals the ball, dribbles to half court, 3 girls on her, gets fouled by giants ... does what I can only call an Ariel (dance term look it up) yet without Kaceys grace, she lands flat on her chest, STILL HAS THE FREAKING BALL, rude mother (whos been a loud mouth the whole game) from other team says something obnoxious, Ive already yelled back at her to shut up, and its MY BABY that not only makes the clutch free throws earlier (so beautiful, nothing but net) but also makes the GAME WINNING shot. Other team dads are coming up to Matthew Boyd and giving him congratulatory handshakes and saying I wonder where she gets that shooting form from! Norma DiFazio, Yayas blood pressure is through the roof, cheeks bright red. Head Coach of the entire club team comes up to Kylie singing her praises for being the game superstar... Thats what hours of outdoor Vegas heat practices (102 with the sun going down) will do, coming home exhausted and drenched in sweat. I read somewhere once, Some people wait their entire lives to meet their favorite athlete, but Im raising mine. And I seriously have hit my max of happiness.
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 01:08:44 +0000
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