We just got back from basketball. You know this isn't going to be good.
On the positive: Nic played half the game--and scored two foul shots.
The negative: The ref awarded him 3 fouls shots--twice.
To those of you who don't play basketball, there is no such thing as awarding a player THREE shots. And you don't let them shoot those baskets right on top of the basket--you take the shots at the foul line.
If Nic hadn't already scored two baskets in regular team play, perhaps I would be a little more gracious. As it is, this little display figuratively patted Nic on the head and sent him on his merry way.
I even said to the ref after: "You didn't have to do that--he's actually scored playing."
He waved me off. "He scored, people cheered, that's all that counts. Keep bringing him."
Patted ME on the head, too, didn't he?
*sigh*
One upside is that I think Mr. C--Nic's coach--was unhappy about this, too. I didn't talk to him, though. I just couldn't get out of there fast enough.
I need to charge my phone, then off we go to do errands, go to Costco, take Nic for his reward trip to KoP.
I need so to summon the energy. This absolutely knocked the wind out of me.
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