Practice. Practice. Practice. I am so ready for some game action. At least a scrimmage game. Something. But, Coach Dad is not ready. He thinks we just need to practice this week and maybe (keyword maybe) have a scrimmage game next week. Ugh. That means I have to endure another week of practices.
The weather here has been less than cooperative. Florida is suppose to be warm. Not lately. Saturday morning I had to dig out the hardcore winter apparel. It was brutal out there. I would have given anything to have a little portable heater under the bleachers. Layering was definitely the key. Tonight shouldn't be too bad if the wind will lay down.
So, off to another practice I go. Next week can't get here soon enough.
The Man With No Right Hand
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