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In search of a hazelnut latte, and oh, could someone please steer that storm away from my daughter? Thanks so much.

This Irene thing is turning out to be a much bigger deal than originally anticipated.

She's 430 miles across right now, and her eye has refined and organized to the point where it appears dome like from the space stations observing it.

Daughter is in North Carolina, anticipating a game in ungodly heat with 100% humidity later today, and mentioned they'd probably not be heading back to Providence until Tuesday now due to the anticipated airport closures and other havoc wreaked by this storm.

Awe.some.

My question is really rather simple, and has to do with common sense. (I know, I always get into trouble when I start to question decisions that have clearly been made in a common sense vacuum...).

Why on God's green Earth would not just one but TWO (presumably) college educated women's varsity soccer coaches IN THE BIG EAST CONFERENCE NO LESS decide to 'play on' in spite of the fact that a behemoth of a storm is headed directly their way within 48 hours?

And by making this decision fly an entire team of cargo more precious than can ever be described, ie our daughters, into a mess like this?

Who in their right mind would actually do that?

I can't think of anyone. And now I'm seriously questioning the sanity and overall logic of the whole college sports endeavor.

Yes, I know I'm being dramatic, but I am a Mom and I think this is one the stupidest things I've seen in a long time which should tell you something. I know stupid when I see it, and this one takes the cake.

So far, Coach Jim has met and chatted with Cordial Mama. But if that man allows a hair on my daughter's head to be harmed in pursuit of this nonsense he's going to meet The Mama from Hell. And I guarantee she will prevail.

Just sayin'.

And the whole hazelnut latte thing? Seriously questioning the wisdom of caffeining up when I'm in this frame of mind but probably will anyway so be warned.

Things could get ugly around here.


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