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Just this week:: I knew who was the HC because she came to the HC/Capt Mtg a few minutes earlier.
Partner has foul, basket made, count the bucket and ASStant suddenly gets his panties in a wad and starts fussing at me about partners call. I looked straight at HC and asked; "who's the HC here"? She responded with: "me". So I just asked her; "then why is he talking to me"? She shut him up and we had a wonderful game.
I could tell by the look on his face that others have probably allowed him to chirp in the past but he was able to figure out how to operate that zipper on his lips, so I didn't see any need to pursue it further.
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Do you ever feel like your stuff strutted off without you?
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