Love, Caroline

Tournament

Jones went to Jackson for the first ever Jackson Shoot Out.  I have never seen a more blatant display of favoritism for the home team.  Apparently, if you wear purple, it’s okay to shoot in the crease and to have your defense blockade the goal.  Whatever, 2nd and 3rd.  Learning experience, right?

Our drive to Massillon was special.  JMH is right, there is CLEARLY a divide between rich and poor.  The rich kids live on the OTHER side of the pride.

Me:  Wow, anyone want buy a gun?  (We passed the gun “shoppe”)

Allison:  Where are we?

George:  Massillon, home of the Tigers.  The place where boys are given footballs in the hospital nursery.

Me:  Wow, my friend, Jenna, was not joking about this place.

George:  Yeah, this place sucks!

Me:  I think the car ahead of us is from UA.

George:  Why?  Because it’s a Lexus?

Me:  Yeah, and their are watching a movie.  Yeah, it’s definitely us.

Allison:  Yeah, just look at the braids and side ponies.

George:  Yeah, Massillon style is the two tone body—-like that car [Points to a ‘98 Ford Explorer that is both green and cream].

Me: I’m so glad we didn’t drive Allison’s RX 350.

George:  Yeah, we’d better lock our doors.  Hey, let’s hit up that 24-hour drive through.

Me:  Yeah, that is open, but nothing else is.

George: It is 9:50 on a Saturday, of course the drive through is open.

Me:  There’s another liquor store, that’s open, too.

George:  Yeah, this place officially sucks.

**Ten Minutes later**

Wow, they literally have a liquor store on every street corner.  Oh, we’re going over a bridge…this must the Jackson part of town.

So, Jenna MH.  I am really starting to understand.