Can we survive the coaches?

I have to make apologies for getting the latest three blog entries out a day late. I was diligently writing about the events of yesterday, when the coaches stopped by my room last night asking if I was heading down to the pub with them and other parents. I graciously declined, but they insisted I put away my computer and join them. Not wanting my daughter to lose playing time, I accompanied them down to the pub. They showed no mercy, and kept me and the other parents out until 4:00 AM all the while making us drink beer and shots. I think this is what they mean when they say, "Take one for the team".