The phone rang Monday afternoon.  It was Bubba-Bubba.  “We’ve got a problem,” he said.  “Snail fell off of the monkey bars today at school and broke his arm.  He can’t play on Saturday.”  “Oh, man,” I said, “is he okay?” “Yeah, he’s okay, but we’ve got to find somebody to play center and find him fast.” “Can’t he just snap… Read moreGirls Can’t Play | Part Two