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Originally Posted by Rob1968
This.
Now, concerning the Captains Meeting: Sportsmanship statement; put the ball in the hole, that's what makes it fun. DONE . . .
Except, my last two partners have been "that guy"! . . . listen to us, POE's, blah, blah, blah . . . And this, after I had told my partners in our dressing room that I don't talk about all of that! In one instance, he went on for over a minute. I kept hoping he'd notice me, looking off into space! If I weren't bald already, I'd pull my hair out!
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I had an all timer last week. Dude was chatty in pre-game, lots of words about nothing at all, so I guess I should have seen it coming. Volunteers to be the R. He and the third guy are similar, just small talking about all manner of nonsense as we got dressed.
So we get out there about 20 mins prior. He says let's get the captains at 15 mins, which is fine (girls JV btw). Right at 15:00 he makes eye contact with us and we beckon the captains from each side.
They gather pretty quick as they were stretching, so I'd say we start the conference at about 14:40 or so. I'm not exactly sure, but close enough. Indeed, we start with the infamous 'black line all around', but that's just the beginning of the warmup of the great oratory to follow. It was a classic, play with your feet not your hands, listen to us we'll try to talk you out, the POEs about handchecking from last year (half of these girls probably weren't even playing last year, but whatever) are still in effect. If I had a pre-game bull##% bingo board, I would have cashed out in the first minute.
But wait, there's more. We went into a detailed explanation of the new rule about a violation if you enter the free throw shooter half circle. And not only the R got to chime in, but our other chatty cathy partner had words of wisdom on this too. The nuances of foul if you contact vs violation if you just cross were analyzed and contrasted. The girls were giving it all the attention you'd expect 16 yr old girls to give on a lecture about, say, accounting principles or something.
Other items I learned in this soliloquy were the speaking captain's name (it was Bethany), her number - because of course the R had her raise her warmup shirt to reveal the number, the fact that the R's daughter went to school just nearby their school too - but she didn't play basketball. Also, the blonde mom in the 3rd row had a really cute sweater and great curves - no, wait, that was me as I drifting off into la la land. I'm sure there were other fantastic points made but I found myself surrounded by a fog of words, lazily hanging in the air like smoke from a windless July 4th fireworks display.
We broke this interminable huddle at 11:26 left on the clock. OVER THREE FREAKIN' MINUTES OF THIS!!