I’ve got a ball in my face, but I’m okay

by Lynn on January 27, 2012

Now that we are in the swing of basketball season,
I’m reminded that I need to improve my photography skills.

Gyms are poorly lit, which complicates matters for any photographer.
Plus, yelling things like “Don’t hurt my baby!” makes the camera shake.

That pesky basketball has a knack of knocking her in the face.

I think I’m going to contact our athletic director,
and ask him to order the basketballs that DON’T hit her in the face.
My orthodontist will support me on this request, I’m certain.

Perhaps the risk of personal injury is worth it,
considering the camaraderie one experiences on a team.

Judging by the ferocity which which my kid plays,
I won’t be able to get her off the court anyway.

This post brought to you by Moms Who Bite Their Nails.
By the end of basketball season, we won’t have any nails left.

{ 5 comments }

Kim @ Homesteader's Heart January 27, 2012 at 7:18 am: Oh I remember those days. But it was soccer for me. I absolutely hated it when they put my daughter in as goalie. OY! Talk about stress. One day their team was getting slaughtered and I looked at my daughter, who was 7 at the time and said and I quote,” Give me your shirt, I’m going in!” And believe me I was half serious. LOL! Anyway the other moms on the sidelines got a kick out of it.
I suggest you go get some acrylic nails put on and relax the rest of the season. HA!
HUGS!
Kim @ Homesteader’s Heart´s last [type] ..I’m Sorry My Daughter!
Barb E January 27, 2012 at 9:10 am: By the title….I thought you may have experienced the ball in the face. To which I would have said…you too?? My fourth grader is on a Globe Trotter type basketball handling team. They perform during half time at our local high school. We stay to watch the high schoolers play and marvel at the thought of our kids getting as big as those kids in just a few years. Well, it was during that state of day dreaming that I was awakened to the sight of a basketball moving at only the speed of a highly testosteroned senior boy could hurl….hurling…. torpedo-ing toward my face! I should probably scour youtube for some high schoolers version of my impact put to slow motion and music!!(
Christopher January 27, 2012 at 9:57 am: At least your daughter’s having a good time. And your shakier photos really capture the action. It’s just too bad that a certain pizza place isn’t around anymore, because what better way to celebrate a win and a bunch of shaky photos than with dinner at Shakey’s?

And I’d be willing to bet that your orthodontist wouldn’t back you up. I bet every time an orthodontist sees someone get hit in the face with a ball he hears “ka-ching!”
Jo H. January 27, 2012 at 2:23 pm: I can feel your pain from here

My daughter took dance, not sports, and while the practices and performances did not endanger her, the styling of her long, heavy hair into a neat bun nearly put me over the edge – hee hee
Jen January 27, 2012 at 9:55 pm: Why can’t basketballs be made of marshmellows?! Then when they hit you in the face you would at least be able to have a snack.