Growing
up, Clare loved the movie, “A League of Their Own.” I doubt that’s changed much since sixth
grade. If I had a dollar for every time
someone in our household said, “There’s no crying in baseball,” well, what a
wealthy family we would all be.
The
bus scenes were probably the one part of the movie that never registered with
my daughter right. Then came high school
with the occasional 45-minute ride, followed by twice-a-year two hour drives in
college to a CCIW opponent. Now, the
girl has gone and graduated to the bigtime, three hours one way to Indianapolis
with Valpo facing off against Indiana University-Purdue University
Indianapolis, or “OO-E-POO-E” as those in the know like to say.
Long
story short, Valpo dropped both games and then got caught in traffic on the way
home. A bus ride isn’t as much fun
without Tom Hanks or Madonna onboard. Of
course, you could always stream the movie on your device of choice. Just saying.
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