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Last tennis match of the season (yeah) today.  At Chardon, home of the three tennis courts.  Patrick's playing third singles ~ I figure he's one of the first three matches...oh no, first singles, second singles, first doubles...and when first doubles ended...there went second doubles.  Patrick started playing just as the second doubles was ending!  But it was a beautiful day to stand around watching tennis!  I'll take 70 & sunny all day :)

During the first singles match the Chardon kid lost his cool and shot the tennis ball into the side fence.  Coach called it a penalty point.  And the Chardon fans disagreed.  The kid's dad got rather snotty with Coach.  The Chardon Coach didn't know the rule and questioned Coach.  I was sitting on the bench next to coach when she marched over with the rule book, "Show me.  Show me where it's at."  I kind of turn away from their conversation; I want no part of it.  Right then one of the kids hits a really high lob shot that almost makes it over the fence.  I say, to Bill, "touchdown."  

The Chardon coach asks, "Is she talking to me?  Is she talking to me?"  

Coach doesn't know what she's talking about and the third time she says it, I realize she means my comment.  So I say, "No, the kids almost hit it over the fence, like a touchdown."

"Oh, so she was talking to me."

"NO, I was commenting on the game."

"Why is she talking about me?"

HUH?  The woman was looking for a fight, so I was mature and walked away.

How about we teach our kids respect for the game?

UGH.