The Bubbas and I were watching SEC softball last week and I observed a lot of differences compared to SEC baseball, and it was not just the ponytails with team-color-ribbons in the girls’ hair! Each time a girl crossed home-plate the scoring team bench cleared. No, no, not to engage in a big, hair-pulling fight. Instead the entire bench, assembled to Yaaaayyyy-hug the girl who scored. I was astonished that this was allowed under the rules. So, thanks for explaining the psychological necessity of the Yaaaayyyy-hug.
I spent the last 2 weekends watching Bubba-the-Younger’s soccer team advance to the state championship game. Never once saw any of the lads do a Yaaaayyyy-hug. Just saying.
The Czar knows not how to respond, but for those wishing to see an example of the ace foot-stompy-hand-clappy dance, here you go:
Божію Поспѣшествующею Милостію Мы, Дима Грозный Императоръ и Самодержецъ Всероссiйскiй, цѣсарь Московскiй. The Czar was born in the steppes of Russia in 1267, and was cheated out of total control of all Russia upon the death of Boris Mikhailovich, who replaced Alexander Yaroslav Nevsky in 1263. However, in 1283, our Czar was passed over due to a clerical error and the rule of all Russia went to his second cousin Daniil (Даниил Александрович), whom Czar still resents. As a half-hearted apology, the Czar was awarded control over Muscovy, inconveniently located 5,000 miles away just outside Chicago. He now spends his time seething about this and writing about other stuff that bothers him.