I can see why my daughter loves her tennis coach so much. He's a 70-year-old, male version of herself! (If she was the senior citizen national tennis champion and the top law student in her class.) He's got sass! And class!
Guess what he did yesterday?
So she wasn't allowed to play her match because the Utah High School Athletics Association is still deliberating over our paperwork to waive the transfer ineligibility--it's not an issue of parents complaining this year--this school is not a tennis threat in the region--it's an issue of we turned in the proper paperwork and now it's going through the proper red tape. So anyways, her tennis coach is like, "This is ridiculous! If she can sit in class and take tests, she can participate in sports! I'M PLAYING HER!"
But he's a lawyer so he did it legally. He forfeited her match and then let her play her opponent "just for fun."
What a stud muffin!
That's why I like playing for losing schools. When you lose, you have nothing to lose. You get me? It's big L's on the forehead all the way around. Here here!
I'm not worried anymore. Whatever happens happens, let the chips fall where they may. We turned in the proper paperwork to the proper authorities and put in a petition to the Universe. And the coach has my daughter's back.
Thank you for all of your cheers for her as well. You're always so supportive.
And thank you for voting for the Nutty Hamster Chick's Turkey Bone photo. She won!!! She actually won! It looked like she was going to lose by a landslide, but the top three contestants were cheating so she crossed the finish line first and now she gets 10th row seats to the Utah vs. BYU game!
If any of you know Nutty, like I know Nutty, you know that she's coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs over BYU football. I swear her blood is bluer than blue and her loyalty is truer than true--I've seen her football player stalking scrapbooks first hand. And I've seen her Facebook profile:
Just sayin.' I'm important. By association to association.
So I have one more favor to ask. I have this really cool neighbor named Katie Terry who was in a car accident when she was a young mom. When she woke up the doctors said, "We have some good news and some bad news. You're pregnant . . . and . . . you're paralyzed."
She went through the whole pregnancy paralyzed and now she's going through her whole life paralyzed. But she's a total trip. Not only is she a mom, she skiis and bowls and (ahem . . . goes to pole dancing class) and she won the Boston marathon, and, and, and . . . the list goes on. Fer realz! She does more without legs than I've ever done with legs.
And she even looks better in a swimsuit than I do. And I have this exact same swimsuit so I would know.
Katie is running for win Ms. Wheelchair Utah 2012 because she wants to be a public speaker, and part of the gig is winning the essay contest.
You only have to vote once (thank ye lard), so alls you have to do is:
2. cast a vote for essay #1
That's it! You don't even have to read the essay, I'll tell you what it says. It says my life is great and being in a wheelchair ROCKS! yada yada yada!
She would be a spectacular representative for the disabled in Utah! Think of all the downtrodden and disabled people out there in Utah who need a voice--someone to look to and say "I can do that!"
And we've got the power! Nutty's votes went up by over 200 points in a few hours--GRACIOUS! Let's catapult Katie into the public speaking circuit.
(Plus, I'm her visiting teacher and I can count this as my visit.)
(J/K proper authorities, J/K!)