C, just wanted to let you know I’ve got everyone organised”, I poured a fresh cup of coffee and walked outside to the couch, “good work Sarah, now where do we play?”. I grinned and replied, ‘I hate them….they’re covering too much of your yummy ass!’ I sent a second, ‘make sure you delete this from your phone….you can show it to me in person next week’ adding a grinning emoji. Quite a few girls came past me to sit on my knee and give me a kiss on the cheek, thanking me for the snacks
I spotted a familiar figure striding along the footpath, “anyone know the other coach’s name?” I asked, “Miss Sue” someone replied, I waited until she was almost opposite, not ten yards away, I couldn’t tell if she was simply focussed on her journey…or deliberately ignoring us… I stood up, “Miss Sue….a moment of your time please” I called. I was a little disappointed that there were only four parents, mothers, seated in the stand behind our dugout, I waved to them, the other team had maybe eighteen counting a few fathers. She blushed even redder, “umm…yeh…was way wicked” she murmured softly. “oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fucking fuck” she whispered in a pained voice, “is it…really in?!
