Mommy’s Money

Now that I am on the booster club for the basketball team, I guess I should actually go to a game for once. I head to the gym, and I can already tell that the gymnasium is packed before even entering. I find a seat, relatively near a mom with the “Can I talk to your manager” hair cut. I’m thinking, this has GOT to be Karen. So, I slide down a few rows so I can eavesdrop on her conversation with another mom from the team. A minute before the game begins, the starting five hit the floor and to my surprise, this mom gets way too excited that her boy was chosen to start. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but as the game continued, I wondered why he was even still on the court. Chuck is not good, and I know there are other boys on the bench who are much better. Now, I’m getting a little more suspicious. There’s like five seconds left in this tied game, and guess who freaking scores the winning basket… Karen’s son, Chuck. I’m FUMING. The only reason that he’s even on the court is because of his mommy’s money. Looks like it’s finally exposing time.