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Female athletes are too often perceived as interlopers in the historically male-dominated world of sports. Obstacles specific to women are of particular focus in A Locker Room of Her Own. Race, sexual orientation, and the similar qualities ancillary to gender bear special exploration in how they impact an athlete's story. Central to this volume is the contention that women in their role as inherent outsiders are placed in a unique position even more complicated than the usual experiences of inequality and discord...
Female athletes are too often perceived as interlopers in the historically male-dominated world of sports. Obstacles specific to women are of particular focus in A Locker Room of Her Own. Race, sexual orientation, and the similar qualities ancillary to gender bear special exploration in how they impact an athlete's story. Central to this volume is the contention that women in their role as inherent outsiders are placed in a unique position even more complicated than the usual experiences of inequality and discord associated with race and sports. The contributors explore and critique the notion that in order to be considered among the pantheon of athletic heroes one cannot deviate from the traditional demographic profile, that of the white male.
These essays look specifically and critically at the nature of gender and sexuality within the contested nexus of race, reputation, and sport. The collection explores the reputations of iconic and pioneering sports figures and the cultural and social forces that helped to forge their unique and often problematic legacies. Women athletes discussed in this volume include Babe Didrikson Zaharias, the women of the AAGPBL, Billie Jean King, Venus and Serena Williams, Marion Jones, Chris Evert and Martina Navratilova, Sheryl Swoopes, Florence Griffith Joyner, Roberta Gibb and Kathrine Switzer, and Danica Patrick.
Posted November 5, 2013
Posted November 5, 2013
*Blaze hasn't been in school for a week. Tikal sat at the lunch table with the gang. Cream was crying into Tails's shoulder*
Cream- Why wouldn't Blaze come to school?!
Tails- I..I don't know Cream.*Tikal knew that everyone even Cream knew why Blaze lefted.*
Silver- I can't belive she's gone. Without even a Goodbye.*sighs and walks away*
Knuckles- Sucks for him. To not have his girlfriend around anymore.
Tikal- Silver and Blaze never dated.
Sonic- Well yea but Silver has a crush on Blaze.
Shadow- You never noticed?
Tikal- I..I knew Silver was good friends with Blaze but I didn't think in that kind of way.
Shadow- Well there you go. You learn something new everyday.
???- So hows are Chaos High School Basketball group?
Knuckles- Shoot me please.*he mutters*
Mark- Hello Knucklehead. How are we doing today?
Knuckles- Fine! Now please go away.
Mark- Not what I hear. One of your teammates aren't doing as well as they used to. What's his name? Silver?
Tikal- Uhh...yea Mark. Why do you want to know?
Mark- Because it's to funny! Who gets so upset about his girlfriend leaving?!
Tails- He does okay! Now leave him alone!
Tikal- Wait. What do you mean by that Mark?
Mark- Well come on! It's just a girl. Not the end of the world.
Knuckles- How can you say that when your girlfriend is right in front of you!
Mark- Because she isn't really my girlfriend anyway.
Mark- Come on Tikal! Your just one my side girlfriends.
Tikal- YOUR SIDE GIRLFRIEND!!
Knuckles- THAT IS A PATHIC EXCUSE!*The lunch room got queit and everyone was staring at their lunch table. Sonic whispers to Tails. Tails nods and whisper to Cream. Cream and Tails walk out*
Mark- Did you actuly think I'll only have one girlfriend? With my good looks all the girls are after me. Can't just have one right? Sonic knows what I'm talking about.
Sonic- No not really. One guy one girl. That's how a realtionship works.
Sally- You tell him Sonic!*Sonic rolles his eyes*
Tikal- You know what! I don't want to be with you anymore!*starts to walk away*
Mark- Whoa!*stands in front of Tikal*Noone breaks up with me.
Knuckles- I guess she's the first then.
Mark- Shut it Knucklehead!
Tikal- Don't call him that!*Out of anger and sadness she graped her tray and throw it towards Mark. Mark caugh it but her food was all over him*
Mark- You LITTLE BI*CH!!*rises his hand to slap Tikal. Tikal closed her eyes and waited for him to strike.*