I spend my Tuesday evenings playing pick up basketball with some of the guys I work with. I'm the only female that plays (I used to drag one of the writers along with me, but she finally gave up on it, in fear that she'd get hurt) and I am sure I am probably ten years older than most of them.
The guys are exceedingly polite to me. They apologize profusely if they even brush against me and I don't think they try very hard to guard me. And they continue to pass me the ball no matter how many times I miss . . .
However, I feel like I finally may be getting treated like one of the guys. Tonight I went up for a rebound against several of them, and got elbowed in the side of the head!
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