I remember that fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?"
"Well," said Coach, "You never were really on the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times."
It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought, something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
Thank you, Jack Handey. I needed a good laugh today.
I love Jack Handy. =D
ReplyDeleteDon't who Handy Jack is, but this was quirky. I feel like I walked in on the middle of a conversation, but still was able to get a laugh out of it.
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