My girls exude the excitement that other teams reserve for, say, 9.5's.
I've zoned out a bit, staring at the uneven bars, when suddenly arms accost me and Kaylee is jumping up and down, yelling, "I GOT AN 8! I GOT AN 8!"
The judge looks baffled. Why is this girl celebrating? But we know. It's a victory indeed.
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They don't her LIFE.
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