Blame it on the Boss in Roma

Bully pulpit takes on a new meaning

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Blame it on the Boss in Roma

I attended a Catholic college in Washington DC.

Freshman year, girls in my dorm were invited to play on a Powder Puff football team for Homecoming activities.

Our coaches were a cadre of upper-classmen and a boyfriend.

Some of us had never watched, much less, played football. In the beginning, our practices resembled the Keystone Kops-controlled chaos – even a Hail Mary pass wouldn’t save us. A couple of girls were natural jocks and caught on quickly. We practiced once a week.

Friday nights, after practice we had kegger to celebrate. Our coaches were well intentioned and energetic but were clueless when it came to women – our brains, our strengths, problem solving, and team building.

On the big day, we played and lost – big time. After the game, beer flowed- there was lots of fist pumping and cheers for a fun -yet mediocre – experience.

The next…

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