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<<<<<<<------------To Our Coach: We'll miss you----------->>>>>>> "We didn't know this would happen We weren't looking for what we got For this wonderful person, you of course, to come into our lives Who reached for our hands but touched our hearts." <<<<<<<<-------------We love you------------->>>>>>> |
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| ...during the season... |
| ...raging waters... |
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| Coming into basketball season as a freshmen is a unqiue experience. Not quite use to being on the bottom of the barrel and taking orders from someone new and certainly not use to doing things your way. You play and give off an air as if the only way is your way. You were, after all, the king or Queen of the court in Junior high. We had the honor to have one of the greatest coaches knock us off our pedestal and wake us hope. She taught us about more than just life. And when we got to high, she was there to pull us down and slap us senseless. And because of that we are forever in debt to our first coach, Miss Flentie. |
| Where to...? |
| Some people believe you win with your five best players, but I found out that you win with the five who fit together best. |