Yesterday evening I went to pick up my daughter when the bus got back from a varsity tennis match. As the girls came walking down the grassy bank I thought to myself... 'What a mean looking bunch.' My kid needs to bulk up a bit, lift some weights, and develop a look like she’s ready to rip your throat out, in order to fit in. I wouldn’t want to meet up with that group in some dark alley, let me tell you.You at a tennis match or something?