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Coach Marx vs. Coach Smith

2nd Place, Good Job Girls!

2nd Place, Good Job Girls!

The Economic Philosophy of Basketball: What’s more important? Letting everyone play or winning? Capitalism encourages competition and promotes the good of the individual over the good of the whole. Socialism values the good of the whole over the good of the individual. But often what’s best for the whole and the individual are the same.

Coach Hollow laying down the law

Coach Hollow laying down the law

Sportsmanship: Last November Ava wanted to play basketball, but Sno-King Sports had no coach. I put my name in, and Grace’s friend’s dad (coach Hollow) also volunteered. Ava and others had never played and lacked Basketball IQ. No surprise. Thus three goals: 1) fun 2) learn the game 3) sportsmanship. Winning did not seem as important. We first battled the Purple Flames, went down 14-2 at half (See Female Superiority, Girls Basketball Style) on the way to a loss. We then beat the hapless Fireworks, and preceded to get clobbered, 29-6, by the Killers.

Hornets 10-24 Purple Flames  Loss
Hornets 22-10 Fireworks  Win
Hornets 6-29 Killers 29  Loss
Hornets 26-10 Purple Flames  Win
Hornets 22-8 Fireworks  Win
Hornets 17-15 Killers  Win
Hornets 24-10 Purple Flames  Win
Hornets 16-9 Fireworks  Win
Playoffs
Hornets 20-18 Purple Flames  Win
Hornets 20-25 Killers  Loss
Final: 7-3 2nd Place

Ferry to Whidbey

Ferry to Whidbey

Coach Marx:  How can every girl have equal fun? Sitting on the bench is not fun. Neither is losing.

“From each according to her ability, to each according to her need.” – Karl Marx:  The rules state every girl must play one full quarter and sit one full quarter. To play the stronger girls three quarters and weaker girls one would increase chances of winning. But this Catch-22 would hurt the weaker girls, who need playing time to improve. In the same vein, girls with poor ball handling skills need to handle the ball to improve.

Happy Birthday Kaya!

Happy Birthday Kaya!

Coach Smith:  Losing to the Killers, down 22-2 going into the fourth quarter, was not so fun. The Killers had not lost in three years, and their girls had mostly played together. On our team, we had a few “walking turnovers,” and went long stretches without a shot. This had to change. As fun as socialism might be, it was no fun losing 29-6, especially when our girls could compete. The good of the whole had been compromised.

Aunt Min and cousins arrive

Aunt Min and cousins arrive

“No society can surely be flourishing and happy, of which the far greater part of the members are poor and miserable.” – Adam Smith:  Letting everyone play and handle the ball equally led to the suffering of the team. No more Mr. Nice Coach. Coach Hollow and I changed tactics. All girls had great attitudes, but some had more aggressiveness and skills. They would get more responsibility. We beat the Purple Hornets, beat the Fireworks, and every girl played at least two quarters, a happy marriage of capitalism and socialism.

Then we played the Killers. Team defense and stronger girls handling and shooting the ball gave us a chance to win in the fourth quarter. With three minutes to go in a close game, though, for the first time, we substituted girls who had not played two complete quarters. And we won, 17-15.

Cousins Orion, Damien, Satori

Cousins Orion, Damien, Satori

Socialism for practice. Capitalism for the game:  We continued our philosophy, adding winning as a goal. If you try your best and lose, this cannot be helped, and you can still learn. But losing without maximum effort is neither fun nor productive. In practice all girls got equal attention, not only that, but the weaker girls got extra attention.

The Championship:  In the final game the Killers did not underestimate us, and won, 25-20. But our girls did their best. The lessons:  Sports combines fairness, competition, and character; looking out for teammates, effort, improvement, and trying to win. Socialism and capitalism do not have to be at antipodes, for the good of the whole and the individual combines sharing and competition.

Sister/Aunt Min Cousins/Nephews/Niece arrive for a week before returning to Hawaii:

Orion & Ava - 9, Damien & Gia - 7, Kaya & Satori - 5

Cousins:  Orion & Ava – 9, Damien & Gia – 7, Kaya & Satori – 5

 

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The Sexist Seahawk Fan Celebrates

Little Hawk Fans

Little Hawk Fans

Pre-Game

Pre-Game

My wife even becomes fan for a day

My wife even becomes fan for a day

Seahawks vs. Broncos:  The Powell family hosted the Superbowl party. Friends Mark & Kim, Marc Lui, and Ben & Amy brought their kids, and the game was on, even fair weather fans like my wife got the fever. But the most exciting thing for our girls was halftime, they kept saying, “When are we going to see the Hot Peppers?”

Gia on Pop

Gia on Pop

Tracy Poses - Game Over

Tracy Poses – Game Over

The Vegas Line:  At kickoff Vegas had the Broncos winning by 2 1/2. That changed on the first snap of the game, and by the end of the first quarter I was trying to get $10 at 10-1 odds, $100 if the Seahawaks lost. No takers. I kept raising the odds. Percy Harvin’s touchdown made it 100-1, $1,000 if the Broncos won. Later the odds rose to $10 for our house.

GAME OVER!

GAME OVER!

My Unfriend:  In the Seahawks precursor, the real Superbowl, the Hawks beat the San Francisco 49ers, 23-17. Local writer Robert Dugoni posted disgust on Facebook, saying that Seahawk fans should “be embarrassed.” Sore winner that I am, I posted “ha ha ha” and he unfriended me: Robert “49er” Dugoni vs. Caleb “Seahawk” Powell. Double Ha! Seahawks 43 Broncos 8. Triple Ha! Harbaugh’s self-imploding in San Fran:  Tension between Harbaugh and front office .

February Snow

February Snow

Fans are nuts:  Now, I like the Hawks, but it’s a game. I’d never whine and then unfriend a guy who calls out my whining. What makes fans go nuts, as they did in Vancouver after the Canuck Choke, or in Honduras and El Salvador’s Soccer War, is beyond me. The Seahawks Parade didn’t interest me, but my daughters, oddly, wanted to brave 20 degree weather. Ugh. I think they thought they’d get out of school, which they did as Aunt Tracy and Uncle Sanjay took them. Gia and Ava froze their little hineys off.

Kaya attacking Ben

Kaya attacking Ben

Dad & Daughters

Dad & Daughters

Daddy/Daughter Dancing:  What could be better than a Daddy Daughter Dance? Especially when my man Ben “How you Been Ben?” Yenter joined.

Dad & Daughters

Dad & Daughters

Happy 9th! 爱花!祝你生日快乐!

Happy 9th! 爱花!祝你生日快乐!

Finally, Happy 9th to Ava:  What a month. Ava turned nine, now if we could just get her to stop sucking her hair all the time…grrr.

Funny Picture of the Month:

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Female Superiority, Girls Basketball Style

Basketball

Basketball

Hornets

Hornets

Pass to Me!  I am coaching Ava’s Third Grade basketball team. After the first practice their concept of the game seemed to be dribble around, if you got close to the basket you shot, and when you didn’t have the ball you were supposed to cry “Pass” or “Pass to me.” Our favorite play was the “dribble until someone takes the ball or you lose it” play.

The Hornets Celebrating a Win

The Hornets Celebrating a Win

Girl-to-Girl “D”:  As far as defense, they get the gist, but it’s taken me a while to lose the habit of saying “man” as in “stay between your man and the basket.” Every time I say “man” a girl quickly corrects my sexist habit. It’s “OK, girls, stay on your girl!” And if that’s odd, why’s it man-to-man, even with boys, but not woman-to-woman?

A Bulldog & a Hornet

A Bulldog & a Hornet

Quick Learners:  However, because girls belong to the superior sex, they learn quicker and have better attitudes. We started off the season with a 24-10 loss to the Purple Flames, and the second time we played them we turned it around and won, 26-10. Sniff, sniff, I’m so proud of them.

Three Little Indians

Three Little Indians on a Sunny January Day

The “I’m sick” schtick:  Universal conundrum in the vein of “crying wolf.” Gia (a Bulldog basketballer) has been using the “I’m sick” schtick lately. Kaya’s learning, too. As soon as they have to do chores, homework, take long rides, or wake up in the morning, they don’t feel too good. Play dates with friends, though, guarantee a quick recovery.

Two Winter Contrasts:  The girls on the sled and the girls on the deck happened weeks apart. It was about 40 degrees on the deck, though.

Neighbor Jake and the Girls

Neighbor Jake and the Girls

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Football, Family, Seahawks, 49ers

Hike to Wallace Falls

Hike to Wallace Falls

Rainy September

Rainy September

Breakfast a la Gia & Ava

Breakfast a la Gia & Ava

This September we had many firsts, school, soccer and football. The Seahawks squeaked a win over Carolina and then played the rival San Francisco 49ers. My wife, though, told me she was rooting for San Fran?

San Fran? Evidently, she read an article on the 49ers QB, and in the tradition of her favorite Seattle Mariner, “Helix Fernandez,” she explained, “I like the 49ers because of that Kafenitch guy.”

Kane Hall in front of Suzallo Library

Kane Hall in front of Suzallo Library

Gia's First Day of 2nd Grade

Gia’s First Day of 2nd Grade

ESPN vs. Time: The story goes that “Kafenitch” was adopted. Earlier ESPN did an article on his birth mother, who seemed aghast at why her son wanted nothing to do with her, and the reporter agreed without deep examination. This summer Time magazine talked to Kaepernick. The facts: His adoptive parents had lost two sons to birth defects related to heart disease, raised him, and not until fame did his birth mother “appear.” Kaepernick says, “My mother is the one who raised me.”

Ava's First Day of 3rd Grade

Ava’s First Day of 3rd Grade

Seahawks Time

Seahawks Time

Kaepernick added, “What most people don’t realize is in that same conversation I was having with my mom, where I can tell she felt that she was being attacked, and she was being kind of pushed to the side…I feel like a lot of people have put the focus on my birth mother, and no one gives my mother the credit that she deserves.

nainai hua

奶奶画了吉夏

爷爷的生日

爷爷的生日

His message to birth mother: “I mean, she worked twelve-hour night shifts for thirty-something years, and she worked night shifts so she could be home to send us off to school, and be there when we got home from school. I’m very appreciative…you weren’t the one working those night shifts, you weren’t the one driving me an hour and a half, two hours on the weekends to go work with a quarterback coach for an hour or two, and driving me back. My mom has gone above and beyond for so long.”

Kaya and Cleo

Kaya and Cleo

Family & Football: My wife thought that was a standup attitude, and I’ll agree, so she roots for Kaepernick. Thing is, she couldn’t care less about football, and thinks it takes away from Sunday family time. Not true, I watched the Seahawks kick the 49ers, 29-3, with my bro-in-law and father-in-law.

Corny Joke of the Month: A bald guy walks into a store and asks for a bottle of bubbly to celebrate, the clerk says, “Sorry, we’re all out.” The bald guy says, “How about something to help me grow more hair?” The clerk says, “We don’t have that, either.” Bald guy says, “I can’t believe it, that really hurts.” Clerk says, “You know what they say, no champagne, no rogaine.”

Photo of the month: Katskhi Pillar, Georgia (European)

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Adolescent Barflies

 

Fake I.D. gets Gia into the bar

Ava has asked for a dirty martini. Will she get away with her wascally plan?

THE GROTTO:  Over the weekend our family stopped in Leavenworth, a faux Bavarian village in the Cascade mountains. We stayed at The Sleeping Lady, a very nice resort with a great bar, The Grotto. However, they are not too careful about serving alcohol to minors.

Baby Kaya aroused suspicions when she climbed up on the barstool

Dad turned his head for a second, and evidently the girls snuck into The Grotto. They might have been able to pull it off, too, were it not for Kaya.

Dad & Ava

Dad finally arrived to explain the confusion.

TAX SEASON! My wife has already begun to panic. No procrastinator, she wants them done by Valentine’s Day. Or else!

My lovely wife with Ava at The Sleeping Lady spa

MYSTERIOUS POO:  The other night I met an acquaintance who told me about his sixteen year-old daughter who completed a project on the Holocaust. It seems unimaginable that our peanuts will someday be that sophisticated. Every other day Ava or Gia leaves a log in the toilet. When I ask who’s the culprit they both deny. Thus I must bring them into the bathroom, present the evidence, and interrogate. I block the entrance and threaten ‘no donuts for a week’ or some other mortifying prospect until one of them flushes.

And now try and FIND THE BABY!

Find the Baby!

OVER WHAT? UNDER WHO? My wife is a whiz in the corporate world, and has mastered the language. One of her favorite sayings is, “Under promise and over deliver.” I’m still learning after six plus years of marriage. For example, I tell her I’ll make a cup of morning coffee and bring it down to her on the Q.T. Fifteen minutes laters up she comes as I’ve forgotten completely about the coffee. That’s what’s called, “OVER PROMISE & UNDER DELIVER.”  (Sorry ’bout that, Terry, love you and I’ll be on it next time…though I still haven’t started on the taxes)

我爱中文酷! And introducing my Chinoku game 我愛中文酷!:

Chinoku: The Original Chinese Sudoku Game

 

SUPER BOWL PREDICTION: Indianapolis 37 New Orleans 21 (I’m mildly rooting for New Orleans. Also of interest: The Who at halftime, and the Man Crunch vs. Tim Tebow controversy)

PHOTO of the WEEK: Market, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia

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