so, here is the current exciting story in this town of Cooper.
Yesterday, my team had a game, at home, that happened to be against our rivals, Honey Grove.
Here is how my dad tells the story,
Mark the date of November 14th, 2005, on your calendars as the date that saw quite possibly and remarkably ... THE greatest basketball game of the season! BUT WAIT, some will say -- aren't you about to describe a junior high girls 7th-grade contest? WHY YES I am, but please continue reading...
Whereas last night found said Lady Bulldogettes hosting our most hated and heated rival, the Honey Grove Lady Warriors, at the Cooper gym ... w/ Leah & cohorts scheduled to tip-off at 5:00 p.m., but no! Last minute decision to play 8th-B game first ... which, in a laugher (but sad), our Dogettes won 22-0! Ewww ... only the beginnings of a strange and exciting night of hoops ...
Cause next up were the 7th-graders, including our very own Leah Grace Gann ... this bunch who started the season this past weekend, going 1-2 at an out-of-town tournament ... & getting WHIPPED twice (sorry, LGG) ... this same Leah who'd taken a nasty fall in that tournament & sliced her knee open in several cuts ... and who last night was given the defensive assignment of "shutting down" the younger yet infamous of the "Rickman sisters" (more info. & background on that from Lyndan, who oft faces older sis on courts & diamonds ...) ... thus it was that Leah focused early on with her defensive tasking, doing a fantastic job of denying and holding Rickman, jr., scoreless ... and the game itself waged (raged?) on ... back & forth, up and down, now tied, then each team taking, giving up, and re-taking the lead ... each quarter ending up either tied or at most a deficit of two points ...
Having proven her defensive worthiness, Miss Leah transferred that energy & leadership to the offensive end ... now the shots came ... she was heating up ... as the tight game continued ... she picked up the Dawgettes' slack ... a feverish pitch arose in the gym ... tho a sparse crowd for jr. high games, folks were on their feet chanting and screaming ... one referee even fell down from the overwhelming energy! ... once, twice, three times we worked a perfect "throw-in" play at the baseline for buckets by our #10 (LGG) ... (amazing, when one considers trying to get 7th-graders to accomplish anything coached or planned!) ... she hits a bucket inside of one minute to put us ahead ... but the HG-ers hit their own to tie ... and we go into OVERTIME! Nary a beat missed ... excitement even builds more ... crippled grannies are coming up out of their wheelchairs to line the floor ... again the feed is to Leah, and she stops, pops, and drops another shot in for the lead ... but alas, those pesky Lady Warriors hit a lay-up in last seconds ... but only to TIE, and now we're advanced to DOUBLE OVERTIME! Three more minutes ... a new jump ball ... pandemonium ... the tempo is frenetic ... keep feeding the hot hand ... and she hits again! Old men are crying ... babies stop asking for their bottles ... cell phones are jammed, reporting the minute-by-minute details ... to finally report, "Dawgettes win by 2!" ... Leah's shot is the clincher, and she unofficially finishes with 14 points of our 26!
Yes, my friends, there may be better PLAYED games this year (as in skill, talent, execution, etc.), but one would be hard-pressed to find a better GAME of basketball to watch than this one last night ... again, whewie! And congrats to Leah & the gang. You gotta believe! Keep playing hard!
Oh, yea - then our 8th-A girls waxed 'em about 30-7 ... so boring, but we went 3-0 against Honey Grove for the evening. Yippee!
Now that was a good story! Glad we finally won!
Love,
Leah
P.S. Eat mor chikin

ok, so those who have been to my weblog before, know that i have and entry entitled..sent to the office..., and this is a sequal to that. I was told that i don't get to ride with the band or help then at the state competition. so, i tell my dad about it, and he brings it up during a band boosters meeting. pricipal poohead still won't let us go, and he still is not cool. to make things worse, today as i was walking down the hall, hes all "hey leah howz it goin", and i know its mean, but i just ignored him, and it actually felt pretty good. so, yeah, that kinda made me mad.
!Subject Change!
weird thought....in the Bible it talks about how God knows the very number of hairs on your head....therefore, God is awesomely good at math, because I shed like a dog, but then again, its just a weird thought.

Post something on here, if you want to please.
Leah
P.S. Eat mor chikin

yep so, today was a boring ol' day, so i guess i'll tell ya'll how boring it was.
1st period:ATHLETICS-fast break drills, and lots of running
2nd period:KEYBOARDING-Learned/reviewed how to use the copy and paste feature.
3rd period:SCIENCE-took a test (which was not the easiest thing ever) over land biomes
4th period:ENGLISH- talked about alliterations(ex. blue boys bouncing badly on the balloon)
5th period:BAND- sat there and listened to the horns learn a new song
6th period:TEXAS HISTORY: took a test over stuff that i dont remember now
7th period:MATH- learned how to multiply and divide integers, and now have 39 problems of homework over it.

So, that is a normal day at Cooper, and doesn't that just seem so exciting!
Tomorrow, i get to go with the band to a competition, and i get to miss the whole school day, yipeee!

Love,
Leah

P.S. Why are most scarecrows male? what about us?
P.P.S. why are packing envelopes yellow?
P.P.P.S. guess what, you know those toilet paper spring thingys that you put the toilet paper on, and it holds it up? well on ours, it says....Danger, may cause injury if swallowed......I mean come on, its like 6 inches big, u should be able to know not to swallow something that size.
P.P.P.P.S. Eat mor chikin

I bought my sister a coke. Isn't that nice of me? I think so, a very honorable thing, if you ask me, and if you don't then I didn't say anything about it. I love to go to pep rallies. My sister emcees the pep rallies, as if she needs a microphone. And anyway, I should be playing in the band, but the principal wouldn't let me. Stinky man. I already told y'all that, but I just thought I'd reiterate the fact that I am kinda bummed about that. Tomorrow I am going to the band contest. The director likes me a lot so I get to help them out during half time and now their contests. It is all the way in Texarkana. LONG trip, BORING trip. Don't know what I am gonna do. Lyndan says she is glad that I'm not on her bus or she'd not have any hair left.

Tonight is homecoming. Lyndan is my date. We're one cute couple. Uncle Jason, his kids and wife, PLUS Uncle Matt and his kids and wife are coming to see the football game. I love you all very much. Have a bombastic weekend and hey, call me sometime! I don't have a life!

Love,
Leah

P.S. EAT MORE CHIKIN!

P.P.S. Nuggets don't come from chickens....they come from roosters.

P.P.P.S. If a brown recluse bit itself, it'd probably swell up with poison and die. Then explode from the swelling and die again.

P.P.P.P.S. If life is like a box of chocolates, mine would be short, because I like chocolate.

So this mornin I woke up at around 6:15, and went dove hunting with ty, and my dad. well, we saw 3 dove, but did we shoot any.. no, and did we attempt to shoot some...yes. oh well, can't be perfect all the time, but it was a fun experience, and it felt sorta good outside.
*SUBJECT CHANGE*
heres a thought... if anyone is ever making fun of you or something, or u are just play fighting.. you always know that they still care somewhat, and that they won't take it too far. its a weird thought, and i know it sorta doesn't make since, but just think... you always know that they won't seriously hurt u, in feelings or physical, because they have a good part somewhere inside of them, weird thought, but hope you get it.
*SUBJECT CHANGE*
Keep your best friends close to u, if you get in a fight with them, back off then make it right, because you always need somebody to lean on. and you never know, they might need help at times, and boom, you aren't there, all because of one cat fight.
*SUBJECT CHANGE*
when life gives you lemons, make apple juice......don't be afraid to be different
love2all that i know,
lgg