If it is so mandatory to go, then your coach should front some of your travel expenses. If you don't go, are you kicked out of practice or something, or worse kicked off the team. Geeh, what if you have Real Life thing that weekend.
I should have clarified this. He actually said "tell your wife it's non-negotiable". He knows that I fly for free, courtesy of marrying a now-former flight attendant. He also knows I like beer. A lot. The coach, who shall remain anonymous but whose initials are Paul Jones, is going, used to coach down there somewhere, and is really just looking for someone to party with. The actual swimming is far down or perhaps not even on the list of the reasons the trip is mandatory.
He would never throw me off the team, because I have hosted a couple of team parties where I fed him beer. We have loads of non-drinkers and "1 beer or glass of wine only for me, thank you" types on the team, but not so many still willing to do beer bongs or engage in the lost art of punching a hole in the bottom of the can, then popping the top and shotgunning a 16oz tall boy.
It's good to be needed.
If it is so mandatory to go, then your coach should front some of your travel expenses. If you don't go, are you kicked out of practice or something, or worse kicked off the team. Geeh, what if you have Real Life thing that weekend.
I should have clarified this. He actually said "tell your wife it's non-negotiable". He knows that I fly for free, courtesy of marrying a now-former flight attendant. He also knows I like beer. A lot. The coach, who shall remain anonymous but whose initials are Paul Jones, is going, used to coach down there somewhere, and is really just looking for someone to party with. The actual swimming is far down or perhaps not even on the list of the reasons the trip is mandatory.
He would never throw me off the team, because I have hosted a couple of team parties where I fed him beer. We have loads of non-drinkers and "1 beer or glass of wine only for me, thank you" types on the team, but not so many still willing to do beer bongs or engage in the lost art of punching a hole in the bottom of the can, then popping the top and shotgunning a 16oz tall boy.
It's good to be needed.
