Friday, April 29, 2011

Lax Girl

Growing up I have had only a few fears which are almost not even worth mentioning. I have an insatiable fear of the deep ocean. I'd like to blame that one on watching Happy Feet about five years ago. Sure it was all cute and penguiny, but seriously? Keep those ocean monsters where they belong - not in my subconscious. Another fear, granted this was back in the day, I was afraid of simply falling asleep after my parents. They went to bed at nine every night [big party people, i know] on the dot without fail. My sister and I shared a room and shared an explosive imagination. Staying up till the wee hours of the morning telling stories about our stuffed animals was not uncommon. It freaked me out though. What if someone entered our house unbeknownst to my parents? It would be much better if someone stole my things while I was sleeping obviously. My third fear is of an even more serious nature. Brace yourselves.

In the more recent years I have come to fear having a sibling who was [is] hardcore into lacrosse. I realize that with boys they call them "bros", but I'm not sure of the terminology for girls. Lacrosse chicks? It just doesn't sound laid back enough. 

Let me briefly explain myself. I live in Maryland [please don't stalk me now] whose state sport is essentially lacrosse. It is only formality that jousting is our state sport [oh, i am being totally serious. i would never joke about long sticks and horses]. I would like to make the outrageous statement that Maryland is in fact the U.S. state most dedicated to the sport of lacrosse. So there's that. Here's another factor: I went to school in Massachusetts that boasted an okay men's lacrosse team [in division three. let's not talk about the mediocrity of that statement]. The guys on the team tended to not be the most [ahem] wonderful students at our school. Their reputation was pretty terrible, and everyone knew that reputation. Now, there were a few exceptions to the rule that I knew of, but the rest became a guessing game.

All that too say: I would prefer to not have a lacrosse "bro" sister. I fear it.

First of all, she can most definitely beat me up. She is strong, much taller than me, she can run away faster... what doesn't she have in her favor?

Secondly, I fear her becoming one of those spitting, foul mouthed, rude, inconsiderate individuals that I have met who are lacrosse players.

Thirdly, I don't want her throwing around the words "chillax" or "laxabunga" or "laxhead" or "weak sauce" [okay, i may or may not use the words weak sauce on occasion].

Let's get real for a moment. Mere is really quite excellent as lacrosse, and I'm not saying that because I am her blood sister [i am obviously saying it because she is paying me. duh]. She excels at the sport, and she enjoys it. Also, she hasn't started to spit on me. Nor does she beat me up. If anything she is way too affectionate [i'm working on the whole "people making physical contact with me" thing]. She is a really great sister to have. And I don't think lacrosse has changed her. Those people who are mean lacrosse players? It's not the lacrosse that does it.


  1. Wow great pictures! I've never played lacrosse, but it looks like a blast!

  2. oh how fun!!!

    kisses from La Mode En Rose = )

  3. Awww. This is such a sweet blog! Sisterly love <3

  4. nice pics :)