Now, he complains about the freshman who could not carry the weight during a drill and dropped it with three feet left. With the player dropping the weight, the rest of the squad had to wait with their weights in their arms until he could pick it up and cross the line.
The guys were dying and screaming for the player to pick it up and finish the drill as they held onto their weights. Now the season begins. Big Red and Angel are going to have a sit down with the kid to remind him that if he let his team mates down and if he cannot be trusted to bring the weight across the finish line with the rest of the guys struggling, how can they place him in a game with the bases loaded and two outs?
On to Tink's wheels....we have narrowed down the competition to a Honda CRV. It's safe, large, and she is comfortable in it. It also has a back up camera which I like. Further, we got a great deal on it. Where? Well, dad went to the agency that had ignored me last week. I refused to go back, but he had no qualms going in. And they made him an offer that he could not refuse. Was Don Corleone in the room?
Anyway, it is looking like a go....so...we will know by the end of the week whether or not she got the car. In the meantime, she starts her classes next week. As the Beach Boys sing: "And she'll have fun, fun, fun until daddy takes her t-bird away..." Fun...fun...fun....
Off to work, I go....
Peace!
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