It's been fun playing on the same team together. I know my dad has always wanted two of his kids to play on the same team, so I think we are kind of living out a dream for him.

I think it's fun for the kids. We look forward to it every year.

I don't mind . . . the fun and games of being treated like a fragile flower. But as a physiologist working with the unromantic scientific facts of life, I find it hard to delude myself about feminine frailty.

I told (her), obviously jokingly, that if she didn't put my sister on the team I'd quit. I think it's easier for us to play together because we can yell at each other and not get upset about it.

It was kind of hard for us to have Collins in the first game because they have pretty much the same team back from last year so it was easier for them to mesh together. I think we have gotten a lot closer over the last few games, so it will be interesting the next time we play them.

We played every day, like five times a day back there. We probably had to repair it like 500 times. Our parents would get so mad.