A. Team Scrimmage

There was an Academic Team practice today I totally forgot about. That's why my post is so late. Oh, and just my luck, my cellphone's dead today. I just borrowed Mr. B's.
Mr. B. Is the English teacher and academic Team coach. I call myself the Vice Captain because Evan's really the Captain, but I'm always the Captain for the other team when we practice.
There are eight players on the A. Team (Me, Evan, Brady, Rebecca, Sara, Bridgette, Joey, and Haylee), a manager (Ethan), and the coach. It was fun, especially when it got to be three to two and my team smoked 'em both times. w00t! We played the Uber-Team (Me, Brady, Evan) when there was six of us against Joey, Haylee, and Rebecca and they won! It was a historic day; the first time the Uber-Team has been beaten. We played another match, then I was on a team with Joey and Haylee? Maybe? I don't remember if it was Haylee or Rebecca. Well, we won anyway. Then it was me and Brady vs. Evan, Joey, and Rebecca, and Brady and I kicked butt! Haylee left at five and Rebecca left at five fifty so it was just me and the guys. They went somewhere for a bit and I went to check and see if my mom was there to see if she wanted to come in and play. I'd told her six and we weren't supposed to leave until six thirty. She came in even though she said she looked like crap and played boys against girls. Three to two. We won by ten points (one question) in the end and it was a good game. We had a dry stretch of about ten questions! It was really weird. But it did give us a chance to use our Ray Bradbury, Yo' Mama, Social Security, and Wisconsin jokes.
I should post the cheeze song.
That was the highlight of my day. We did more Stadardized Testing today, oh joy. Good news was we finished the math part of it and now we get to move on to English. I acctually pay attention in English because you never know what Mr. B.'s going to say next. This is an example of a classic Mr.B.-ism:
"Mr. B, I need help with number two."
"Really? Do you need me to fill out a hall pass?"
He just does things like that all the time and he's always talking about some intersesting book or poem or author or something like that. He's awesome on those loooooonnnnnnnnnngggggg bus rides to a tournement or something. He can play his nose like a . . . well, kind of like a harmonica, but it sounds like a kazoo. He played happy birthday for someone. Maybe it was me?
We've got a huge tournement in Branson on May first. There will be a very long post the next day--- if I can remember what happened. *Sigh* I'll just have to wait. Oh, Brady says Ben might be there. Ben is somehow related to Brady, I think, and he sounds hilarious. Gtg, no more to say really.
---RAY BRADBURY!