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BTHS Girls Basketball meeting tonight with new Head Coach Bill Davis at 6:00 PM in the Bethel-Tate High School Media Center.
Players and parents are encouraged to attend!
The Ladies Lace Up auction is live and ready for bidding! Score exclusive items and unique experiences while supporting FC Cincinnati Foundation. Be sure to place your bids before the auction ends on May 28 at 8:30 PM!
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To mom and dad:
A moment captured at the 152nd Kentucky Derby, two brothers crossed the finish line side by side and reached out to hold hands.
José Ortiz had just won riding Golden Tempo, beating his own brother Irad by a nose. That image says so much.
What made it remarkable was where Golden Tempo had been for most of the race: dead last. So far back the announcers barely mentioned him. He's what they call a deep late closer, a horse that lingers, waits, and makes his move when it matters most.
And sometimes, that's us.
Sometimes we feel invisible. Like the race is already decided and no one even knows we're running. But we keep going anyway. And sometimes, in the end, we win.
This was José's 12th Kentucky Derby. Eleven times before, he came up short. Then, finally, he didn't.
The day also held a different kind of story. Just before the race, jockey Alex Achard was moments from living his Derby dream when his horse, Great White, reared and fell. After inspection, the horse was scratched. This was his first Derby and just like that, disaster, gone. No second chance in the moment. Just loss.
That's life too.
My mom and dad watched the Kentucky Derby together for 50 years. Then my dad passed. For nine years, she watched it alone. But yesterday, they held hands again as they watched the Derby together after 9 years of being apart.
Two brothers at the finish line. A wife and her husband across the years. A jockey whose moment never came. A rider who waited twelve years for his.
Different outcomes. Same truth.
Life isn't just about winning the race. It's about enduring it, about pressing forward when you're invisible, getting back up after loss, and believing your moment can still come.
And in the end, win or lose in this life, we reach for the people we love.
That's the real finish line.
Save the date! We are happy to announce our Youth🏈Camp! QR code flyers will be coming home soon! Registration can be paid at any of our building's offices. We can't wait to work with our 🐯! See you in June!
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