Wednesday, January 25, 2006
So, I'm hoping this isn't a story that at the end you're like "I guess I had to be there", but I laughed so hard... okay, so I went to my brother's basketball game tonight (the last one I'll be able to see, single tear) and he has two kids on his team who are brothers. Their dad, who is of Dutch heritage, is very 'into' his two son's athletic events and achievements... On the way home from the game my brother told me that when this dad gets a little worked up, he'll start spouting off to his kids in the Dutch language... which I thought was pretty funny... but it gets better. Nick was telling me that the team was all in the locker room before one of their games and this particular dad poked his head in, not being at all subtle, got his one son's attention and said, "Zorgt ervoor u een rithuis na het spel krijgt!" (well, something like that I'm sure) His son nodded and his dad then quickly exited... Without missing a beat, Nick turns to him with an inquisitive look on his face and asks, "Did he just cast a spell on you?"