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End of last season. Before game was starting. I bent over to move a rug along the endline (lots of fan traffic - rug for snow and water collection). Was wearing a newly tailored pair of pants; first time I had worn them. The bendover split them from the waistband to the bottom of the zipper. Several High School kids got a good laugh. By this time I was locked out of my dressing room. So I'm standing there amongst all of these entering fans (some of who I know and are trying to talk with me)and laughing high schoolers. All the while trying to attract the attention of the administrator so I can get back into my dressing room. After several minutes with my back to the wall, one hand over my butt, and one hand in the air waving... I got back into my dressing room and was able to change pants.
I used to wonder why I should carry a spare pair of pants... now I know ... and I know very well.
Ohh and I haven't been back to that tailor since.
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"There are no superstar calls. We don't root for certain teams. We don't cheat. But sometimes we just miss calls." - Joe Crawford
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