Today was beautiful. The first official Quiz meet of the season. Remember Bible Quizzing? It's that competitive scripture memorization thing I do. My team, Kennocha Lavena, Did really well, winning every match but our last one. I got first for personal standings (sweet) but the more exciting thing is that two of my teammates, Carl and Nate, also did really well and will probably end up qualifying for Nationals, which is in Omaha this year. Oh, I also got second in verses memorized, which is kind of the whole point :)

Then after celebrating at DQ, I came home just in time for pizza and then went to watch a movie with friends. We ended up watching that movie Miracle which unfortunately is about hockey. I generally don't care for sports movies, but this one was ok, I guess. Maybe my dislike for sports movies has something to do with the fact that I don't like sports--either that or they're just pretty monotonous.

Monotonous? Yes. Not that I'm at all an expert on these films, since I rarely sit through any of them, but all the ones I've seen have been pretty dull. I mean, there's the coach with his revolutionary strategies, taking an underdog team to final glory at the pinnacle of whatever sport it is. You can normally tell exactly what's going to happen in the last 30 minutes from the first couple minutes, and exactly just which big, mean, heartless team they will be facing for the last part of the film.

The only reason I'd watch movies like this would be for the guys. (Like, duh!) I mean, there's bound to be at least a couple really hot guys . . . Oh, I love the soundtracks. I'm convinced that with the right music you can make even the most boring sport-- like, say, baseball-- come alive. I also like those perfectly written, beautifully delivered pep talks right before the final victory. I've noticed those don't happen very often in real life.

Although, I did get a really good one from Kennocha's other fabulous coach, Sarah. It happened during our second to last match, the one that would decide if we were going to be able to compete for 1st place, and it was half time. Sarah got down on her knees in our huddle, looked solemn for a moment, and uttered these immortal words, "Girls. . . . Be beautiful!"

Ok, so maybe it wasn't an Oscar winning speech, and maybe she didn't really have anything useful to say to us at all, but it was funny. And we did end up winning that match. Smoked 'em, actually. ;-)