stud muffins vs balls and broads
Have I ever mentioned that I was a cheerleader in seventh grade for 3 months? It was a dark moment in my sports career. I’m just kidding! I enjoyed cheering, but my heart belonged to basketball. Since I couldn’t cheer and shoot hoops at the same time, I eventually quit cheering and played AAU basketball until high school.
What was I supposed to do? You’d think at thirteen I would have had my priorities straight. Everyone knows that cheerleaders get the cute boyfriends. Duh. Why didn’t my fairy godmother tell me to keep cheering? Did she really think that I wanted to look like a tomboy? Geesh.
Alright, enough of my shenanigans.
You want to know if the Muffin’s were victorious tonight, right? Right.
Tonight, we played Balls and Broads.
Okay. I am just going to throw this out there, but when is it ever acceptable to wear wife beaters as a team uniform? Better yet, wife beaters with spandex shorts. WTF? I honestly can’t believe that this team got together and decided, yep this outfit is going to be brilliant. Do you see Elvis? Does he tell you to do things? Do you see spots?