Are you a basketball fan? Have you been glued to your TV
watching March Madness? Everyone in the Woodpile certainly has been. Our team
has made it to the final round. Oh, you’re thinking human basketball teams. You
really should tune into CSN (Chipmunk Sports Network). Chipmunk basketball is
far more exciting and unpredictable. Just think about it for a moment … we have
four paws and a nose to dribble the ball with. Have you ever seen a human
dribble with their foot?
Well getting back to the Woodpile Furballs (please don’t ask
the origins of that name), the team has historically ranked dead last. This
season they gave a 1,000 seed a month scholarship to a star player and we made
the playoffs. As I was saying things can be a bit unpredictable. Our star
player tripped over a ball during warm-ups for the game and broke his two front
paws and is out for the rest of the season. Due to injuries throughout the
season the team didn’t have any backup players. The coach needed a replacement
player and asked for volunteers from the audience. (Now you know why we have
historically been dead last.) Mrs. Spot at that very moment raised her paw to
point out a banner on the wall to her grandchildren … Well, I can kiss that 500
seed bet I made on the game good-bye. Official rules for Chipmunk Basketball
have no age restrictions and no gender requirement. The only eligibility rule
is you have to be part of an education institution. Mrs. Spot being a teacher
qualified.
Mrs. Spot, “The ball goes where?” [This was her
first time at a basketball game!]
She got the hang of nose dribbling quickly.
And mastered nose passing on the first try.
Here she is chasing a loose ball during the game.
For a grandmother, she moves faster than the
youngsters. She noses a rebound.
Being a creative thinker, she contemplates pushing
the ball back up through the net …
… but instead gets called for goal tending.
“Swish!” Even as she dodges a leaf thrown by a
disgruntled fan from the opposing team. (Yup, that fan got ejected.)
Mrs. Spot makes this three pointer look easy.
A half second before the final game buzzer, down
by one point, Mrs. Spot slam dunks the ball for the winning score but her
moment of glory comes crashing down, literally. “Oops, I didn’t do it!”
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