Start the game ✔️
End the game 1-2-3 ✔️
RT this post to enter for a chance to win future Season Tickets or signed Cardinals merchandise. #Sweepstakes@CutwaterSpirits
I played basketball from 2nd grade until my junior year of high school and not once did I have a better basketball role model during my life than Kobe Bryant, my heart is completely broken #RIPKobeBryant
RIP Kobe, will forever remember you and never forget the moments of yelling "Kobe" every time we shot a basketball as kids. To a man that has inspired many of people and has two retired jerseys for the Lakers
Realizing no one wa shome to grab their goats, I walked back down to the goats at the edge of the porch and politely asked them to go home. They jumped on me and tried sucking my finger like a bottle. It is not a bottle and now I was bleeding.
I start herdig the goats back up to the house they came from (there was a pen in the back with an open gate, not hard to deduce). I get to the front door and ring the doorbell, thankfully it was a Ring recording one because no one answered and my only option was "Um..your goats?"
Offended the goat put a hole in my finger, while bleeding all over myself, I leave them up by the house and walk back to my car. They follow. This exact thing happens for about 6 tries before I'm about to cry. I don't need 2 goats, I have 2 cats already in my car.
I finally have them just standing at the edge of the yard and while this is too close to the road for me to feel like they'll be safe, I make a run for my door. Joke's on me, goats are faster than anticipated and all the sudden, Ding is inside my car.
Panicked, Max bolts to the other side of my car, Ginger buzzes at this goat, and i have to walk away from my car again for Ding to follow while Dong just stares at me from the front if my car. Mind you, many cars have seen me struggle for the past 10-15 minutes of this.