This morning at rowing class our coach (very hot, and very gay) threw his jacket into the corner to get it out of the way, at which time his cell phone came out of his jacket pocket and landed on the floor, and THEN while trying to pick it up he accidentally kicked it across the floor. Into the water. And THEN he goes "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" It was so funny! All 38 of us snapped our heads around in unison, which was, to be totally honest, the first time we had managed to do anything in unison in three classes.
It's interesting that the person who sits in the front seat is supposed to set the rhythm for the rest of the rowers, and NO MATTER WHAT, our coach ALWAYS picks the person who has The. Worst. Sense. Of. Rhythm. EVER. Oh my god...it's sad. I always thought I had pretty bad rhythm, but holy crap, these people SUCK. Course, I haven't had to do it yet, so I might change my tune in the very near future. It must be so funny for people to watch us trying to get our shit together. Our coach will go "everyone put your oar in the water" and at least one person will pop it up out of the water. He'll say "all the starboards raise your hand" and three starboards and five ports and sometimes whoever is sitting in the coxswain seat will ALL raise their hands. It's just really sad.
