"Life isn't fair..."

The last 2 days DD had volleyball tryouts for her high school freshman team. You know, where the fat man coach with his beer gut, and his Sonic food, keeps yelling at them for 6 hours a day (and I'm not exaggerating) until they collapse, which DD did by the way. She had an episode which has happened twice this summer, first the "conditioning" the coaches said they must do, which was really the football workout with the football players and then yesterday, where she collapsed and could not breathe. At all. And instead of helping her, they just kept yelling to shake it off. Idiots. She wasn't faking. She literally could not breathe for 10 minutes. It sounded like the exercise asthma.

Anyway.

She didn't make the team... I didn't even WANT her to make it. First, the bully is back in her life, and is one of the star volleyball players (and of course, made the team.) And too, in a small town, every other game is out of town, and they have 41 events starting this weekend all the way through Thanksgiving. Ugh!! There are 3 weekdays for games and every weekend. Oh, and here's the best part. The fat man coach has a private league that the girls pay $700 to play in during the spring, and most of the girls that made it were in that league. And then there were some others that DD said were terrible players that made the team who had teacher mothers. Uh huh.

Small towns. Gotta love 'em...