anyway, it's been a busy couple of weeks since my last post. 'step it up' week went well, mainly for my hair, not for the team. we won one of the games, but didn't quite 'step up' like i'd hoped. oh well, it was a great season, overall, i was pleased.
we had our annual end of the year banquet. i got up for about a half hour and said two-three minutes worth of nice things/funny stories about each and every girl, and i think they all felt honored. i almost made it through without tearing up, but i let a couple slide towards the end, when i was talking about some of this year's seniors. they've been an incredible bunch and i'm going to miss them in the future. the banquet was catered by el chubasco and i'm still eating left over chips and salsa. mm mm good!
here's this year's varsity team pic:

i don't know how it's possible, but even in the dead of winter i can still manage to pull off extremely tan legs. and it's all natural, no GTL, no nothin'. just tan-ass legs for all to enjoy. it's a miracle.
speaking of miracles, this season brought about the greatest nickname for a team of all time. thanks to my good friend chuck, park city girls basketball became known as the 'main street miracle.' we've now been branded that and will start cashing in.
i was also misquoted in the deseret news as saying, "we beat east high in a decisive fashion." "in a decisive fashion?" who says that? anyway, it exploded on twitter and lunchbox and chuck hounded me for weeks. luckily, i've got a good PR guy.
well, besides that, i've taken on a new role. i'm currently the assistant coach for the park city high school girls softball team. i'm learning lots, freezing my butt off, and having tons of fun. i may not be the x's and o's guy the ladies go to when the chips are down, but i'm still a motivator at heart, and i bring a smile and a 6'5" frame to the field each and every practice/game.
besos,
hefe blanco.
god is love. rev. run.
2 comments:
haha. very nice. taking up softball too now, you must be a very busy man! don't forget to post though. some of us read these things.
Nothing from Lombardi's book translates to softball. Nothing. We've got to get a copy of Moneyball into your hands asap.
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