Kanga left for school this morning all nervous about the final tryout for an elite boys team. The coach just called and cut her Having watched the tryouts, I agree that she wasn't quite good enough to make it. She was the last one cut at her position. And I'm grateful that he called this morning so that she doesn't have to attend the last tryout and get cut in front of her friends. To add insult to injury, her sister made the team at her age-level. I have the wonderful job of telling her when she gets home from school. I'm praying that she is strong enough that it doesn't send her back into a depressive state.