Oh. He's gonna hate me now.
If you are not the parent of a kid or tween or pre-tween... Let me explain.
"Troy" is the main character in the High School Musical movies. The movies that are about some perfectly adorable high school kids who sing and dance and make a musical. The movies that most girls (and some guys) between the ages of 6 and 14 love.
The movies that I love. Yep. I confessed. I am a High School Musical fan. There. I said it.
Troy is the cutie-patootie basketball star who wins the game and gets the girl. Gotta love Disney.
Anyway, the boy has been playing him some b-ball. Upward Basketball. I highly recommend it. It's a great "teaching" program for the sport, the kids and spectators are led in a devotion, every child gets to play, and everyone (for the most part) behaves.
So I call him my little Troy, and he hates it. Or, I should say... He PRETENDS to hate it. He rolls his eyes and snarls at me. He threatens me not to say it loud or scream it from the stands.
At least I know I'm doing my job.
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