Hot, after game, sweaty boys with smeary eyeblack and ground in clay and brand new white bathroom towels.

Ah hell, boys and white towels in general are pretty unmix-y!

You know what other things are unmix-y?

Arrogant, unsportsmanlike, a-hole coaches and moms. C's team was taking quite a beating in their first playoff game last night and after finishing the bottom of the 4th (and scoring another 4 runs) the opposing team (home team) decided that we needn't play the top of the 5th since it was getting late.

What? We still had plenty of light, fifteen minutes, and you don't go back out there as the home team with a 10+ run lead if you aren't going to allow these kids another shot--especially when it is one of their last games of the season. BS. C was out at the plate, eye black running down his face in sweaty streams, waiting for his chance to get even and we had to bring him back in and tell them to line up like good sports and shake hands.

Good sports? They are lucky there were kids around.

Smile and wave boys. Just smile and wave.