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[Gr8testHitS(lave)]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
I understand that there are work conflicts. My father was a carpenter so he could never coach my little league team and I sat bench for favoritism. I would have been a major leaguer if only he had the time. But anyway, my comment was directed to the idea of avoiding the kid that was sort of expressed in your post.

The games I'm talking about are Sat/Sun and the dads I'm talking about have jobs that I think would let them be there. The dads are athletic men, I just don't see how you could not want to see junior play.

Come on, Hank, you should know better than that. Some people write about their sexual fantasies. Other people just live them.

Gr8(sliding off my chair again)testHitS(lave)

Originally posted by robustpuppy
I don't follow the sons vs. daughters thing, either. Is the idea that a daughter doesn't need her father to be as involved? So that when she grows up, she'll only seek out men who prefer to avoid her company or don't want her to expect too much from him?

I really, really hope that daughters don't grow up to seek out men who are just like their fathers.

[dtb]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
I have one question... If you don't breastfeed, do those huge breasts stay that way? Because those look kind of cool...

No.


Thank god.

Believe you me, there is a point where they really can be too big.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
I understand that there are work conflicts. My father was a carpenter so he could never coach my little league team and I sat bench for favoritism. I would have been a major leaguer if only he had the time. But anyway, my comment was directed to the idea of avoiding the kid that was sort of expressed in your post.

The games I'm talking about are Sat/Sun and the dads I'm talking about have jobs that I think would let them be there. The dads are athletic men, I just don't see how you could not want to see junior play.

Maybe their wives have banned them from attending.

I once coached a girls 8th grade (or something) basketball team. These girls had never touched a basketball before and the most you could hope for was to equip them with some fundamentals should they enjoy it and want to continue next year. Games often ended up with scores like 6-2. It wasn't pretty and you couldn't give them plays, let alone keep them from all bunching up around the ball 30 seconds after you told them the importance of being spread out and passing, etc. But they had fun.

The best girl on our team was the only girl who could consistently dribble, so I made her point guard. She was very sweet and listened much better than everyone else, who really were only there for fun or because their parents made them take up a sport.

Her father was the biggest prick in the world. He would come to the games and run up and down the sideline and just berate his daughter. She cried every game. He screamed at her and embarassed her during timeouts, not during timeouts, if she missed a free-throw or if she didn't get a steal. I would tell him every game to be quiet. It got so bad that the refs (who he didn't yell at) told him that if he didn't sit down or leave, they would throw him out. At the last game, I called a timeout and walked across the court and told him quietly to shut the fuck up and stop yelling at his daughter. He said something smart back about my coaching skills, but he shut the fuck up.

TM

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Ahhhh, but linea negra is not.*

* My wife's best friend told me about this phenomenon and how she went to her doc and said "What the fuck is this shit?" Had me cracking up pretty hard.

This otherwise pretty cute chick in our birthing class has the biggest outie I've ever seen in my life. It poked through her shirt like a gynormous 3d nipple, and when she lifted up her arms and her shirt rode up above the navel, I almost TUIMM'd. Da wife says it's somewhat common among preggos.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
This guy is a tool. Unwritten rule: you move to accomodate a family sitting apart if they want you to.

I would have made his life miserable by chugging 6 shots of drambuie and 4 bloody marys then power puking everywhere. That combined with insane scratching, coughing and egg-farting every 60 seconds would have sealed the deal.

Fuck that. I'm not sitting in a middle seat (or some other shitty seat) because you want to sit next to your wife. Kiss my ass. Unless you have the same or better to offer, pound sand.

TM

[Gattigap]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
The games I'm talking about are Sat/Sun and the dads I'm talking about have jobs that I think would let them be there. The dads are athletic men, I just don't see how you could not want to see junior play.

Though I mock, I don't really disagree here.

I've noticed that when especially where the kids are still young, the dads who coach T-ball help out with the boys during practice, but seem to enjoy even more the intervals between sets, where the dads fling the ball among themselves with some abandon.

I suppose we're all awaiting the day when junior can handle that fastball, hopefully before it fades away completely.

Originally posted by Not Bob
Nonsense (uh, not you, RP). I still do stuff with my daughter, despite the fact that there are some things she only discusses with her mother (thank God). She and I have overlapping tastes in music and movies, and it's pretty cool to learn stuff from your kid (she gets credit for introducing me to the White Stripes before they broke into my normal frame of reference).

True. I myself learned the names of several of the ponies from the My Little Pony collection before they broke into my normal frame of reference. Not long before, mind you, but before.

[tmdiva]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
This otherwise pretty cute chick in our birthing class has the biggest outie I've ever seen in my life. It poked through her shirt like a gynormous 3d nipple, and when she lifted up her arms and her shirt rode up above the navel, I almost TUIMM'd. Da wife says it's somewhat common among preggos.

And da wife may yet get one--I don't have one now, but I did at the very end with Magnus.

As for the linea negra, not everyone gets that (you have to have some melanin to start out with--superwhities like me are SOL, so to speak).

tm

[Sparklehorse]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
This guy is a tool. Unwritten rule: you move to accomodate a family sitting apart if they want you to.

I would have made his life miserable by chugging 6 shots of drambuie and 4 bloody marys then power puking everywhere. That combined with insane scratching, coughing and egg-farting every 60 seconds would have sealed the deal.

It certainly would have the been the right thing to do but I also don't think the woman needed to be a raving bitch when he said no. I think he's right that a married couple ought to be able to tolerate 90 minutes of not-total-togetherness without a meltdown.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Fuck that. I'm not sitting in a middle seat (or some other shitty seat) because you want to sit next to your wife. Kiss my ass. Unless you have the same or better to offer, pound sand.

TM

I'm sorry my lap-baby keeps sneezing on you.

Excuse me a minute; I'm just going to hand him over you to my wife so she can change that drooping diaper.

[pony_trekker]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Maybe their wives have banned them from attending.

I once coached a girls 8th grade (or something) basketball team. These girls had never touched a basketball before and the most you could hope for was to equip them with some fundamentals should they enjoy it and want to continue next year. Games often ended up with scores like 6-2. It wasn't pretty and you couldn't give them plays, let alone keep them from all bunching up around the ball 30 seconds after you told them the importance of being spread out and passing, etc. But they had fun.

The best girl on our team was the only girl who could consistently dribble, so I made her point guard. She was very sweet and listened much better than everyone else, who really were only there for fun or because their parents made them take up a sport.

Her father was the biggest prick in the world. He would come to the games and run up and down the sideline and just berate his daughter. She cried every game. He screamed at her and embarassed her during timeouts, not during timeouts, if she missed a free-throw or if she didn't get a steal. I would tell him every game to be quiet. It got so bad that the refs (who he didn't yell at) told him that if he didn't sit down or leave, they would throw him out. At the last game, I called a timeout and walked across the court and told him quietly to shut the fuck up and stop yelling at his daughter. He said something smart back about my coaching skills, but he shut the fuck up.

TM

That's the great thing about hockey: the parents are on the across the ice from the bench. Plus after the kids turn 11 no parents in the locker room.

[pony_trekker]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Fuck that. I'm not sitting in a middle seat (or some other shitty seat) because you want to sit next to your wife. Kiss my ass. Unless you have the same or better to offer, pound sand.

TM

Fine. Then learn how to clean vomit off of every square inch of your body.

[Gr8testHitS(lave)]

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Originally posted by dtb
Natch. Just like Brad Pitt.

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If I was a woman, i'd say either Brad Pitt or Clooney

[pony_trekker]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
That's the great thing about hockey: the parents are across the ice from the bench. Plus after the kids turn 11 no parents in the locker room.