I have a sports jerk and I don't know what to do with him. I don't think he knows what to do with me, either, so at least we're on the same page. But when I got home Friday, there he was, using the sportscast to repeat what I had told him outside the locker room about why I was on the bench for the whole match.
So when I saw him at Saturday morning's game, which I was allowed to play in and which we did win, I snuck up behind him, tugged on his shirt, and said, "Can I talk to you? Off the record this time." It was strange, one of those things you do because you feel funny if you don't. He was there, I was there, I had to say something, especially since he kept looking at me.
I know it's his job to watch the game and I know I have a reputation for being the girl who does stuff worth watching - in particular stuff that usually hurts the next day - but not like this. You don't have to stare at me constantly to know when I eat floor. But whenever I looked up, there he was, looking back. He makes it hard not to be obnoxious - I waved at him before my jump serve (which happened to win us the game, doubling the quotient of obnoxiousness in the process and earning me a "what has gotten into you" from Coach. I figured "Keith Olbermann" would have been a bad answer on many levels and opted to take the question as rhetorical).
One thing I found out, though, is he's covering girls' volleyball until states are over. Someone had something happen so he's doing them a favor or whatever and taking over their assignment. So unless we blow it, I'm going to be seeing a lot of him. Like I said: I have myself a sports jerk.
So when I saw him at Saturday morning's game, which I was allowed to play in and which we did win, I snuck up behind him, tugged on his shirt, and said, "Can I talk to you? Off the record this time." It was strange, one of those things you do because you feel funny if you don't. He was there, I was there, I had to say something, especially since he kept looking at me.
I know it's his job to watch the game and I know I have a reputation for being the girl who does stuff worth watching - in particular stuff that usually hurts the next day - but not like this. You don't have to stare at me constantly to know when I eat floor. But whenever I looked up, there he was, looking back. He makes it hard not to be obnoxious - I waved at him before my jump serve (which happened to win us the game, doubling the quotient of obnoxiousness in the process and earning me a "what has gotten into you" from Coach. I figured "Keith Olbermann" would have been a bad answer on many levels and opted to take the question as rhetorical).
One thing I found out, though, is he's covering girls' volleyball until states are over. Someone had something happen so he's doing them a favor or whatever and taking over their assignment. So unless we blow it, I'm going to be seeing a lot of him. Like I said: I have myself a sports jerk.
