GETTING HER DUCKS IN A ROW

My sister Casey, well, she may not like me after I talk about her.
Hmmm....oh well.
My sister Casey is #2 in birth order. She is typically quiet and reserved. If we are in a big group of people, she is going to be the one not talking. She talks to us, but the rest of the world is out of luck.
Except...
Except when she is on the sidelines of a basketball game in the capacity of head coach.
Casey is an excellent basketball coach. She is fantastic to watch and listen to. Girl knows her stuff. What is most delightful to watch is how this shy, quiet, modest sister of mine quickly becomes a vocal, demonstrative and passionate coach. And witty. Little sister is quick on these big old feet of hers.
Last weekend, during the 12 hours we spent in the car together, she told us a story that I just feel I need to share. Because it is so not her, but then again so is.
Sister is known in the family for defending her team, meaning she'll give a ref a good talking to. Let's just say she is not a stranger to technical fouls.
Anyway, during one game, Mr. Referee had told her to sit down. Then he forgot and, wink wink, so did she. Sometime during the game he remembered and told her to sit down again. At which time, she promptly pulled her chair right up to the sideline and sat. The conversation went something like this.

Coach, you can't do that.

I'm sitting.

You can't sit there, you'll interfere with the game.

I am not on the court.

Coach, you have to be lined up with your team.

(and this is my favorite part) Without missing a beat, my sister looks down her bench at the precious little high school girls she worked with and said...

Girls......move'em up.

and those little duckies picked up their chairs and aligned themselves with her.

I have no clue how it went from there. Somewhere in the middle of this story we moved to the time she dug through her purse, pulled out her glasses and walked the sidelines offering them to the referee. She got a tech for that one, too.

I just thought those of you who know sister would appreciate this little story.
I did.
Classic....absolutely classic.
Love you sister!