Well, this has been a banner week for full frontal idiocy, and I have a very sore hand, my right hand is actually red and swollen as I type, but I welcome the pain,
And here's why...
This week, we held one of our last charity basketball games for a fine girl's team, who played another fine team from across the state; all proceeds went towards weekend hoops, shooting hoops, a program to encourage teenage girls to just feel free to walk into a gym around town when they have nothing to do, hang out with others of their age and learn how to shoot hoops, or they could just do their nails, or listen to music videos on their chocolates if they so choose.
Anything you want, as long as they aren't on the streets,
So this game, was a tight one right to the end, the other team, was very aggressive as our home team was, but we prevailed in the end, it was a real working girl's game, no one walked off that court feeling like they let themselves down, in fact, both teams were proud and surprisingly gracious to each other.
What was more heartwarming was the proceeds; even people who couldn't stay to watch, came in, brought a seat, and waved good luck to both sides,
After coaching and running leagues for years, I truly marveled at this event; it was pure Olympian sportmanship at it's finest.
Until the end, the unfortunate words of a mouth breathing maw maw came into play; the star player of our team was "complimented" by this cretin, who called her "a talented little pickaninny".
You could have heard a pin drop in this gym, and how thick the silence was,
I walked over to this behemoth of a neaderthal, and asked him to apologize to this child immediately, his words? "you bleeding heart liberals, you should listen to Sarah Palin for a change, she's telling you the real story behind the motivations of these people"
The shock was unbelievable, people were frozen until I saw the anger start to creep across the faces of the mothers and the fathers, with that, I reached back soundly, came up swift, and cracked this man across his jaw, "there" I said "This is for your mother who didn't raise you to talk this way!" and then I came back again with another quick slap "there!" I said "this is the for the lovely girl who you insulted!"
This man, stepped back, looked at me in disbelief, and yelled "You're fucking nuts! you know that?", but he was backing away, well, away from the next blow from my hand,
He ran back to the bleachers, grabbed his coat, yelled "I'll see you in court!" and ran out of the building!
Well, I padded my hair, with my sore hand, and went outside to find the nice policeman who was watching the parking lot and the front entrance, I explained the situation, and stated quite clearly, I had full intent to smack this man across his cheeks, and set him straight, I also told him if there was any need to "press charges" I was in full cooperation with the local law enforcement, and that is was not an impulsive action, it was pre-meditated, and that I wanted to go on record to state that "I would do it again should the situation arise".
I await to hear, I've heard nothing, my hand is sore as hell,
But I would do it again, because,.....,
It felt good and it restored a little girl's dignity.
Regards
Pace
