Brotherly love

Craig is kind of coach who takes his coaching rather seriously: 15 minutes into the 1-hr lesson, two brothers showed up (the coach/student ratio is 1:4). 
“How nice to see you after 2 months!  Or was it 3 months?”  Craig exclaimed. 
The taller one couldn’t be more than 10 years old, and both of them are demanding and vocal, dressed with oversized t-shirts and long pants.  Oddly, they both have the figure as a bit of out of shape 50-year old.  The younger one said he didn’t like his racket and wanted to use Craig’s. 
He got his wish. 
When the kid complained again, Craig told him …
“It’s not the racket, it’s the hand holding it…” – We teased Waldo all the time that he should buy a left hand racket, lol  or better yet, buy a game 🙂 … –

The older one complained that he can’t hit back hand. 
“Well, then you should have come often, so I can teach you.”  Craig told him. The brothers can’t play.  But apparently Craig took it perhaps as an insult that his students didn’t come.  
Many coaches would have been happy or careless that 2 of his lousy students absent for a long period of time.  As soon as they walked in, Craig whispered to me ..
“You’ll enjoy this…” 
I did. 
The brothers appear to be brat, but they were really sweet to each other.  The younger one fall, and the older one picked him up and dusted him off.  They each told Pumpkin when one of them is teamed up with her ‘to hit the ball to his bro …” I cheered for all of them.  
When it was 4:4 and the bros were in the same team, they would each shout to other,
‘Are we losing?’ 
“4:4” .. Craig repeated. 
“Are we losing?” they shouted again. 
Another kid AJ said across the court,
“It’s 4:4” 
“So we’re winning then?” The older bro insisted ..

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