Sunday, July 2, 2006

Lady Hooligan Points

by Kat

Aretha said it THE best when she sang, “R.E.S.P.E.C.T, find out what it means to me!” Please allow me to give you my view on Lady Hooligan Points. This isn’t about points on a scoreboard or about winners and losers. It’s about getting out there and being cheeky. It’s about making your fellow Lady Hooligans proud! You win figurative Lady Hooligan Points and RESPECT by getting out of your shy comfort-zone, doing something fun and giving your friends a laugh. Perhaps some real-life examples can help illustrate the concept:

Scoring a golf-cart for the Ladys (sic) to get them from the parking lot to the stadium entrance = POINT!

Snagging a picture with Paradorn Srichaphan or the Audio Bullys = POINTS!

Pulling a prank on your tennis instructor = POINT!

Tickling a Pretty’s muscular tattooed arm on his way out of the bar = POINT!

Yelling “Go, Lady!” and/or “Sell, It!” at an athlete = POINT!

E-mailing Lady Sovereign’s foxy DJ and getting a reply = POINT!

Are you catching my drift? It’s basically a fun personal dare. Once you’ve done the deed, claim the point (or points if it’s a huge score). Hopefully, your fellow Lady Hooligans witnessed the act of cheekiness. In that case, just look at them, smile and say “Lady Hooligan point!” If there are no witnesses, pictures are great. Stories and e-mails are also acceptable, as we have no need to doubt fellow Lady Hooligans. In fact, your colleagues will most likely grant you points without you having to claim them since a point for you is ultimately a point for ALL LADY HOOLIGANS!

Listen, I’m not saying go out there and be obnoxious. There’s a fine line between cheeky and obnoxious, but don’t let that scare you. Trust me, missing a Lady Hooligan Points-possibility is worse than making a fool of yourself. Life is so short, and opportunities are few. I have one word to share with you: KEANE. They’re one of my favorite bands, and all three members of the band were hanging out by our tennis court one Sunday morning. But, I froze! The fact that I was sweaty and self-conscious prevented me from just saying hello to a group of fellas whose music means a lot to me and from scoring huge points.

I’ve been scarred by that incident. It may sound silly, but the fellow players who were present can verify my paralyzing meltdown. It was uncharacteristic of me, and my fellow Lady Hooligans and I have since come up with a confidential plan to overcome shyness if a difficult mission ever presents itself again.

As far as Keane, I never thought I would have the chance to meet them again. I thought just writing about “the incident” would be cathartic and help heal my wound. But, their fantastic new album, Under the Iron Sea, has just been released, and they have been promoting it around town. So, long story short, with the help of my kind friends (specific thanks to Lady Sophie, Lady Lorelei and Lad Raul), I was lucky enough to meet the band! Redemption!

Lady/Lad Hooligans present, Picture taken, E-mail sent and Story told = LADY HOOLIGAN POINTS scored!

So, take it from me, please don’t let a fun opportunity pass you by. Give the LADY HOOLIGAN POINTS concept a try, and feel free to e-mail me about it.

Go, Lady! & Sell It!