The Mighty Macs Page #2

Colleen McCann.

Here.

Was that a here, Miss McCann?

Yes.

Short, tall, fast or slow,

it's our voice that makes us one.

Understood?

Yes.

Jen Galidino.

Here.

Who here likes to win?

That is the only reason

you should be here.

Unless, of course, you're tying to

avoid household chores.

lf that's the case, we've already

got mo things in common.

Jen, you know why teams win?

Talent?

lf basketball were only about talent,

it would be played one on one.

You like these girls, Jen?

Yeah, l guess.

Okay. Who here thinks that

Jen's lipstick is a good color for her?

Come on, anybody? Look at her.

Cute girl, olive skin,

beautiful smile...

and street corner lipstick.

Colleen, care to comment?

Trust. Trust is why teams win.

And, if you can't trust your teammate,

to tell you your lipstick is wrong,

you can't trust your teammate's call

at a back door screen.

So, l will ask again...

who here thinks it's a bad color?

Easy to fix. Watch each other's backs.

That's all l'm saying.

Who here knows how to mim?

Great, the wooden pool is open.

lf you want it, fight for it.

And, if you're afraid to

get your hair wet,

you can always wear one of these.

This is so unladylike.

You should quit, too.

Next.

My dear Lord almighh.

Running projections,

analyzing numbers,

and finding applications.

l failed to find

the spiritual nourishment required

to enter my fifth year,

and take my final vows.

So, l implore your divine guidance,

to have mercy on me

in this dimicult time,

and l ask that you send me ah...

...l implore your divine...

to send me a sign, any sign as

l will be listening for your voice.

Bring it in, good job,

give yourselves a hand.

l want each of you to

take one of these.

Here you go, and pass them around.

Hold the top mo corners bemeen

your index finger and your thumb.

Uh huh. Now,

l want you to close your eyes.

Close your eyes, good.

Now, l want you to

envision evemhing

you know about the game

of basketball.

Defense, screens, jumpshots,

Iayouts, keep thinking.

Evemhing you have ever done

on a basketball court...

rebounds, bounce pass...

think some more.

Now, l want you to

take all that knowledge

and mentally transfer that knowledge

onto these delicate pieces of paper.

Make sure you leave nothing behind.

And take that paper,

hold it close to your heart...

embrace that knowledge,

you can open your eyes.

Excellent.

Place them gently in the basket.

There you go, Gail.

Now, what we must do is

take evemhing you know and...

get rid of it. l'll see you here

tomorrow at seven am.

What?

Get used to it,

and then again, four pm.

That's mice?

Bright and early. Good night, girls.

Two times?

Where did you play?

West Catholic.

lt's a nice pass.

Ma, where are Frankie's boots?

By the front door. They're wet.

Just need some plastic bags.

Oh, thanks Ma.

And, tell Frankie

l'll need a ride home.

Will do.

Got to go.

Love yah.

Love you, too.

Before evey practice,

l'd wait outside

that gym and hope

that five girls would be

willing to race a new world.

We started with fifteen girls who

had fifteen dimerent stories,

and it didn't take long to hear them.

Jen was our fun-loving Nurse

in training.

She was looking for an excuse

to get out of the house.

Lizanne, a solid role player

who could be a star

if she wasn't

so busy planning her engagement.

And, Trish, a big time player

who got overlooked,

so all she could think about was

where she wasn't

and what she didn't have.

And so, we began.

Plaid sashes, huh?

So, l heard you were the all time

Ieading scorer at Oakcrest High.

God, yeah l was.

Too bad l never liked pom-poms.

l don't get it.

Senior year they dropped

Girls Varsih Basketball.

They asked us to be

Cheerleaders instead.

That's not right.

That's what l thought, too.

Thanks for the new rim.

We are here to serve.

l can't wear this.

Swing your partners

round and round.

lt's not that bad.

That's because you're already married.

Who are these inspected by,

Adam and Eve?

For now.

This is all we have, so buck up.

All right. Stretch it out, come on.

You're still here.

Bend your knees.

The first thing you'll learn,

how to defend.

lf you can defend,

it shows me you care,

and if you care, we can play as one.

Now, get low.

Hands out, palms up.

Slide left.

Lower.

Don't cheat me, don't cheat yourself.

Come on back this way.

Okay good. Keep going.

There you go.

Good job, Trish.

First thing evey young girl

should learn,

proper way to clean a floor.

So, ladies.

Make it shine.

Slide, slide. Left.

For the next six months,

you need to break up with your ego,

if you can't do that,

there are plenh of

playground courts out there

that'll accommodate you.

Anyone else want to quit,

now would be a good time.

Right, slide, slide.

Good Trish. Slide.

Representing this school

is a privilege.

Mimi, down.

We will learn to defend it.

She already has a husband,

why would she want to work?

We know who she's married to,

right?

Ed Rush, the NBA rep.

Word is, he had to give

Mother Superior a case of hand lotion,

just to close the deal.

Wouldn't surprise me,

around here that stum is like gold.

Frankincense and Mer.

That's because it's the only gift

they're still allowed to keep.

ls that true?

Am l crazy or does the cook's shoes

clash with her belt today.

The woman has got a lot of shoes.

l liked it better when her uniform

smelled like mothballs and cigarettes.

Yeah.

Catch. Pivot. And Pass.

Catch, pivot and pass.

Be careful, it's hot.

Let's go. Press break.

No, no, the other end.

Come on, come on.

Hustle up.

Move it. Move it. Move it.

Good. Yes.

Ball movement and teamwork

that's how we break the press.

All right, let's run it again, come on.

Good, good, good.

That's what l'm talking about.

Did you see that?

Yeah.

Well, that's exactly

why they're in first place.

Cathy, you...

mind if l get some work done here?

No, no, of course not.

See, they never let anyone

get an easy basket.

Cathy.

Great. Ah.

So, who here still

needs a ride to the game?

Does ah, anyone have a car?

Any parents going?

Really? Friends, family...

Nope.

Anybody know anyone

who can drive?

l can drive four.

Ah, great, well ah,

l can handle the rest.

Can l help you?

Yeah, l'm here for Trish.

He's my brother.

Okay, you can stay.

Thanks, Ralph.

All right, get some rest,

big day tomorrow.

Ah listen, you need to hury

the band practice is in an hour.

Girl's locker room?

Right through there,

door marked, ''Ladies Room''.

Oh and ah,

the walls are out of bounds.

Thank you.

Come on in.

All right Rosemay, come on.

You okay, coach?

Sure. We'll get through this.

l want each of you to

pin this on to your uniform.

Right.

As you think, so shall you be.

All right. Listen up.

Sory.

All right. Let's go.

Come on...

kick the ball out, kick the ball out.

Trish.

Did you forget

your bathing cap, Mimi?

Did you forget there

were five of us?

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