I once had the offer to move to a Quaker settlement in Az. She was almost worth it but I passed.

Lowers Cholesterol ....
 

My favorite Quaker:

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I tried to talk her into wearing the hat but she wasn't into it

I was told once
that you don't have to be a bigamist
to have one wife too many!
Carl
THE WEBNASI

This is a perfect example how innocent humor can get us in trouble. I would always be careful how we address coaches. Some of them have no sense of humor (or reality for that matter). I think as we gain the trust and establish a rapport with certain coaches, a little sarcasm or humor is ok if it fits the relationship you have.

Sarcasm ????
 

I agree, except for the sarcasm part. Humor is one thing, most normal people understand humor, but sarcasm is another story. Some people, not just coaches, don't understand, or react to sarcasm well.

My supervisor at work is very sarcastic. It took me a long time to realize that he wasn't trying to offend me, that this was just his way of dealing with certain situations, and I usually understand sarcasm.

Boys varsity game last week. First half, so Team A's bench is in front of Team B's frontcourt. I'm the trail, on the table side of the court. B1, with the ball, at the wing, tableside, makes an odd move, and Team A head coach, just a few feet behind me, getting the same look as me, says in a conversational tone, "travel?". Without looking back, I say, also conversationally, "No, left foot pivot". A few seconds later, B2, with the ball, also on the wing near both myself and the Team A coach, makes an odd move, and again, the coach says, "travel?". This time, it wasn't even close, so I just shake my head no. A few seconds later, B1 has the ball again, also near both of us, and makes almost the same move he made the first time, but he travels. At the same time that I'm blowing my whistle, the coach says, "travel?". As I turn to become the new lead, the Team A scorekeeper, says to both me, and the coach, "I guess you have to ask three times?". All three of us laughed. Sometimes humor can be a good thing, but watch out, not all the time.

I always thought a bigamist was an Italian fog.

And "hunky-dory" is a Hungarian rowboat.....

Groucho Marx, pointing to two women, "I want to marry you - and you."

One of the women protests, "But, that would be bigamy!"

Groucho arches his eyebrows, and replies, "Yes. I agree. That would be very big o' me".

Yup, you're right. Groucho Marx is worth coming out of hiding for. Welcome back!

Thanks, Rainmaker. I'll crawl back under my rock now.

No, no, stick around. You and Catherine Aird have been much missed. ALthough we do have more reasonable coaches here than ever before. But you were one of the first. And that makes you very, very welcome.

Umm.. how's your season been? Any interesting case plays or situations?

Say The Secret Word .....
 

"I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn't it."

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Groucho's humor is timeless.

As for your question Rainmaker - and I'm sure everyone is dying to know - my 19 year-old is playing D3 ball, although he'll redshirt this year because he broke his ankle in the second week of the seaon. My nine year-old is finishing up his rec season, and getting ready to start AAU ball (yeah, at nine years old - this is his second year!). In an effort to step back, I only coach the nine year-old's rec team.

As I probably mentioned a long time ago, I find myself a lot quieter at both my son's games. Three reasons: 1) Rules knowledge, 2) I sit down, which sort of squishes my brain and numbs it, and 3) I see other people screaming, making fools of themselves, and shudder, realizing I used to do that. Coaching and fanning are a lot more fun these days without the wailing and gnashing of teeth.

I did have to ref a couple of third grade boys games (seven minute quarters, running clock) recently when a scheduling snafu resulted in us not having any refs. I gotta tell ya, reffing third grade boys is a real pain. My choice was to spend the entire game at the free throw line, or let them play. I decided to let them play. In retrospect, I'm not sure I made the right decision. Luckily, no one went to the hospital. One coach actually told me, "If you don't start calling fouls someone's going to get hurt." I almost spit my whistle out. I thought, "Hmmm, where have I heard that before?" Heck of a learning experience.

Old "Carnac The Magnificent" Johnny Carson joke. Still funny, though.

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