The other girls have their own problems, like the one who can dribble and run like a madwoman, but once she gets to the end of the court she loses all control and falls down and the ball goes out of bounds. Or the kid who keeps dribbling right on her own feet and the ball ends up rolling into the hands of the opposing team. Or the girl that shoots baskets from anywhere on the court that the mood strikes her; 30 feet from the basket, and she's launching the ball over the heads of the other players who can only watch as it bounces off the backboard. She never makes those shots. They also keep dribbling and passing away from the basket once they get near it, rather than shooting. Like they're thinking that the opposing team hasn't had enough opportunity to get the ball from them, and needs a few more chances.
Then there's the wrestling over the ball. Two, sometimes three girls clutching the ball and falling on the floor, rolling around until the ref blows the whistle. Its comedy.
We won our last game, but we just looked like keystone cops out there today. Woof. Really. It was brutal.
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