Tennis Match Today!
We had a Tennis match today, at Verdugo High School. The Bus driver took us to the wrong school- he took us to Poly. And then we had to get directions to Verdugo. We got there, and had five minutes to warm up. Oh well. Their school was humongous and prettyful. But their coach was mean. And so were the students. I played with this girl with an orange hat, and I was winning 4-1. And the coach and some students were sitting right there, calling me a cheater, and all these names. And I didn't cheat ONCE throughout the whole game. How rude. The girl played okay, and she caught up to me, and it was soon 6 games to 6. They had a score keeper chart thing, and I was red; they were black. I won the seventh game- the red card went up to 7; her card was still at 6. I won the eighth game, and I was walking to pick up the balls, and she's like, "What are you doing?" And I said, "It's game, it's over." And she's like, "Huh? It's 7 games to 7." And I said.. "No. Look at the score chart. The red has seven, and the black has 6, and I just won this last one when you hit it out." And she said no. She said that SHE was red, and I was black. I asked her in the very beginning of the game what color I was. And she said red. I remember because last game when we played at Poly, I was Black, and I remembered that it was the opposite here. Anyway, she said that it's 7-7, and we're playing a Tie Breaker. And I'm like, What the heck, are you joking? And her coach, a guy with gray hair who looked like a child molestor (LOL, I know I'm mean) said that we're tied. And the score is really 8-6. And I was so freaking mad she was cheating. I mean, I can forigve that she called my ball out 50% of the time that it was in, but this is really ridiculous. So, everyone on our team was sitting right there on the bench, watching me, and I didn't know what to do. So I'm like, fine, we'll play a tiebreaker. And I lost four shots to seven. And I was so mad. She cheated. Her coach cheated. Their students were calling me bad names while I was playing. Lol, it was so sad. I was upset that they cheated, so I began crying. Ew, my face was ugly. Oh well. Anyhoo, they wrote down on the score chart they won, even though everyone knew they were cheating. How sad. We would have lost anyway, but this way if they would have played fair, at least it would have been 3-4. What a stupid coach dude. And I was standing there crying, and he's like, "You can cry all you want." And Ms. Young said that they did cheat, but it was a learning expirience, and I will not let it happen again. And I will not; I should have refused to play until they got the score right. I will do that when we play them again in a couple of weeks. Whoopee!! I know this long, but this is the story of how I lost. (Actually, I won, but you get it).
P.S. Congratulations, Jakey on reaching thirty pounds.