At the Charlotte Coliseum, Anne Donovan looked down her bench. She pointed at Shalonda Enis and said, "You're in. Come on, put the kid down and put your jersey on. I thought I told you to wean her before the season started."
Shalonda looked up from breastfeeding her daughter and said, "Come on, Coach, she's less than a year old. Oh, well. Erin, could you hold Lashonda for a minute?"
Oh, no," Summer Erb said quickly. "I signed up for a giant and a dwarf, not babysittin' duty. If anyone has to do it, it should be Keisha."
Keisha Anderson sighed heavily. "The things I do for this team," she said, taking Lashonda in her arms and turning away so that Shalonda could put her jersey on. The baby looked up at her and bubbled vaguely. Keisha said, "Shalonda, Summer, Erin, you so owe me for this, you know that, right? Especially if I have to change her diaper."
I changed her at the last timeout," Kelly Miller said. "If she needs another change, she's got problems."
Keisha winced. "Kelly, I think either you messed it up or this girl has problems. She feels a little too squishy near the bottom part."
"She's not the only one with problems," Charlotte Smith sniggered. "Shalonda's got a problem too."
"Shut up, Charlotte," Shalonda hissed, trying to cover the damp spot on her uniform. "Shut up or I'll kick your ass."
"Just get in the game," Coach Donovan groaned.
Onward we march...