Best Sport Quotes Today

Me: Why does water cost more than soda?
Me: Why does salad cost more than a hamburger?
Me: Why does fruit cost more than candy?
Me: Why do vegetables cost more than chips?
Me: Why do workout clothes cost more than cute shirts?
Me: Why do sports bras cost more than regular bras?
Me: Why does spandex cost more than jean shorts?
Me: Why?
I'm a morning person on Febuary 31.
my favourite sport is going downstairs to get more food

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Don't get me wrong.

I don't hate PE.
It's the whole getting up,
and getting dressed bit that annoys me.

I mean changing uniform,
is so much more effort then playing sport. . . .

Jsjs.
 






that moment when you go through a metal detector at an airport and your muscles made out of steel make the alarm go on




 
Golden Boy
chapter one

Brooklyn 
 
*Flashback Freshman Year*
He stood out to me immediately. The dark hair and dark eyes. He was tan, a sweet golden brown, that truly showed his spent his summer outside. His dress shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. His shirt was black and his tie was was a nice blue. How had I not seen this guy before? The freshman class wasn't that big?  Did we have a class together and I just never notice? But how could I not notice him? He was too cute. Suddenly he looked right at me. Oh no he caught me staring at him. Wait what was he doing? He broke away from the group of guys he was with. Was he coming over here? Oh.my.god. he was! 
"Hey." He said. His voice was already deep. 
"Hi." I barely squeaked out and actually looked down and played with the hem of my dress. 
"You're Brooklyn right? I think your in my lunch and science class." 
"Yeah I am." Lunch and science. Two times a day and I had no idea who this guy was. I really have to pay attention more. Well might as well go the honesty route. "I'm sorry, I can't remember your name."
"Vinny Carlson."
Vinny? Vinny Carlson? The kid who's absent all the time?
"Your the kid who the teacher is constantly calling absent."
He laughed, thank god. 
"Yeah. I've been playing a lot of fall baseball tournaments."
"Ahh your a baseball player."
"Yeah. You like baseball?"
"Yeah."
As soon as I said yeah he was talking a mile a minute, but I didn't mind. I wanted to hear everything he had to say. He was telling me all about his summer ball team and all the cool places they went for tournaments. The dance was going on behind us. I don't know how many girls spend their freshman homecoming against a wall chatting with a guy all night but I didn't have a single complaint. The fast paced music that was blasting throughout the room slowed down. 
"Hey, wanna dance?" Vinny asked holding out a hand to me. I couldn't think of  the right words so I just took his hand. He led me out to the gym floor where some of the crowd had dispersed because of the slow song. He slipped his arms around my waist and brought me close to him. I swear a shiver ran down my back. After a bit of silent swaying, Vinny spoke again.
"Man, I should of asked you to be my date. Then I would have gotten to hold you this close all night and not just for one slow song."
"You can hold me this close whenever you want." I smiled at him.
Umm excuse me, who said that cause I know I would never have the confidence to say that. 
"Sounds like a plan to me." 
And that's where our relationship began. And throughout the year everything was perfect. Freshman year was perfect.
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It the first day of school. My first period class is american government. One of the perks of the first day is being able to sit wherever you want because most of the teachers don't care or have more important stuff to talk about. The teacher is okay, but he's also the baseball coach. From my seat I hear him say. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Golden Boy?"
Oh you gotta be kidding me. It's my senior year now and I hate baseball. Well actually I hate my high school baseball team. If we're going to be exact I hate my ex.
I hate the Golden Boy.

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Golden Boy
chapter seven

Brooklyn 

After school I headed to the journalism room. I loved this room more than anything. On one side of the room was computers and on the side I was currently on had one big round table where we sat during staff meetings. Then there were smaller tables for interviews. I'd be on the staff since I was a freshman. I didn't get to do too much freshman year, I basically just passed out papers and read articles written by the upper classmen. Sophomore year I got to do small articles. Then every year a junior is given their own section and that was me last year. Now as a senior I was the editor-in-chief of our newspaper at our high school. It was a lot of responsibility but I loved to write. Its what I want to major in next year. My jobs were the sports section and front cover. We just had our homecoming and I did the football article and now I had a scheduled interview with the homecoming king and queen. I was never sure why we did this but the front cover after homecoming was the king and queen, but we did, every year. I had the baby sitting up on the table next to me while I was waiting. Suddenly, the door flung open. In walked Selena Curry. She was about five foot six, platinum blonde, head cheerleader and the typical high school mean girl. She thrives on people being afraid of her, but I've never been one of those people so she's always been extra mean to me. She sat down across from me and flipped her hair before she spoke.
"Hello Hamilton." Selena said with sarcastic enthusiasm. 
"Hi Selena." I said meeting her tone.
"Oh the baby project. I heard everyone has a partner, but I bet your a single mother because who'd want to partner with your ugly-" She was cut off when another voice said.
"How's my baby-momma?" Vinny joined us in the room, walking right over to baby Graham.
Did I mention the Golden Boy was the homecoming king? How cliche. But the look on Selena's face was priceless right now.
"Can we get started?" I asked motioning for Vinny to sit down. Vinny turned the baby seat toward him as he sat down next to Selena. Thats when I noticed I didn't have the recorder for the interview. "I forgot something. I'll be right back."As I crossed to the other side of the room and looked around for a recorder, I couldn't help but over hear the conversation going on between Selena and Vinny.
"Are you seriously her partner?" Selena asked him.
"Yeah so what?" He shrugged, rocking the baby seat.
"Well because you're you and she's so you know. Whatever. When can we hangout again? Its been too long?" She placed her hand on Vinny's arm.
"I'm gonna be kind of busy for awhile." He gestured his head to the baby.
"Just dump the baby on her. Who cares not like she does anything."
"I'm not gonna do that. I'm gonna earn my grade on this project."
"Whatever Vinny." Selena glanced at her watch. "Can we do this sometime today Brooklyn? I have practice soon." 
I snatched a recorder up and walked back over to the table. 
"Okay. My first question is for Selena, were you surprised to find out you were in the running for queen?" I asked.
Of course she wasn't but she'll lie to make herself look good.
"I was shocked, but honored my classmates found me worthy to be nominated." She said.
"Okay Vinny, same question."I looked at him.
"Well, I'd kind of be lying if I said I was." He said.
Wow conceited much?
"Selena, how did you feel finding out you won?" I asked. 
"I was so excited. It was truly honored that the school voted for me. Now if that's it I have to go to cheer. Bye Vinny." Selena winked at him. No shock she didn't bother saying bye to me as she left the room.
"Okay Vinny how did you feel finding out you won?" I asked him.
I bet he feels he was entitled to it since he was the Golden Boy.
"Can you just write something like it felt awesome. People wouldn't want to know the truth." He said.
"What do you mean?" 
"Is this off the record?" He asked glancing at the recorder and notebook.
"Sure."I shoved it aside. "Now what did you mean?"
"I didn't want to win. I didn't even want to be nominated. But I got all of that because of how people view me. Because I'm the Golden Boy."
"What could possibly be bad about being you?" I asked.
"Being the Golden Boy doesn't mean you get everything you want." Vinny looked me in the eyes for a split second after saying that.
What could he possible want that he doesn't have? 

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30 day challenge:
Day 6: Favorite sport
I like to play soccer, but I like to watch hockey
I feel so bad for women competing
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