Lets play a quick game.

Awww, Fall. Back to school. I was recently thinking about going back to school when I was in high school. It seems like life times ago, maybe because it was. I was remembering the first few days of PE. I work now, and there is nothing like PE anymore, although there probably should be. The first few days were the only time the locker room smelled reasonable. Also, it was the only time my new PE outfit felt really clean, or looked nice. It was also the time of the year the coachs felt the need to flex a little muscle, figuratively of course. I did have a coach, which I am sure is rare, who was huge and in excellent shape. Oddly, he didn't have to show anyone who was boss, we all just knew. Even if I ran into that guy today, I would probably still be quiet and quit horsing around. Horsing around, the one thing every coach wants none of. How many times have I heard a PE coach yell, "Quit horsing around!" I grew up around horses. All horses really do is stand there. Some people say they look majestic. Maybe in the right light I could see it, but to me when you look a horse in the eye, they look kinda dopey. I don't know how they got such a bad rap with the horsing around. My favorite thing to hear yelled though was not quit horsing around, it was "Hey, you guys over there, quit playing grab ass!" Grab ass, the bane of every PE coach's existence. They want to teach you every out door game in existence except for Grab Ass, which they want us all to have nothing to do with. And oddly, In every coach's mind that seems to be the game that every high school male wants to play. I know I was told to stop playing grab ass on many an occasion which is weird to me because I don't know how to play grab ass, although I have to admit, it sounds like a good time. I always picture in my mind, that this is what high school coachs think...
"is he looking?"
"No, and he is way over there, quick gather around here guys."
"Shhhhhh, he will hear us."
"Are you all ready for a quick game of grab ass?"
"Damnit, I am out, I left all my grab ass gear in my locker."
"ok, Jimmy is out, anyone else not bring their grab ass stuff?"
"Alright, here we go, pick a grab ass card."
"whoa! The ace of grab ass, now roll to see who goes next."
"Here he comes here he comes, shhhhhhhhhhh"

Quit playing grab ass over there and pay attention!

"I don't know how he even saw us playing grab ass from way over there..."

For once I would have loved to hear a coach say, "today, all period, we are going to play grab ass."