3 Worst Words

In February, I wrote a post titled "The Three Greatest Words in Sports". Well this weekend, I was unfortunately able to experience the three worst words in sports. Before I reveal that, it got me thinking what other 3 word phrases are least acoustically appreaciated. This list is not restricted to sports although my favorite ones are.

5. License and Registration
We've all heard it. It's usually accompanied by "Do you know why I pulled you over?" or "Do you know how fast you were going?". Now, if you're reading this from the male perspective you can understand why this phrase is in this category. We never get out of tickets based our flirting abilities.

4. Last Call, People
I've only been 21 for two weeks but it didn't take long for me to dread hearing this phrase. The lights flicker, everyone quiets, it's a depressing moment. The true veterans pace themselves to need another drink at this exact moment. I'm still retaining my amateur status while I pursue my dream to one day drink in the Olympics.

3. How many fingers?
Everyone, at some point or another was knocked to the ground and undoubtedbly a coach or trainer was standing over you with fingers extended, usually four asking the question: How many fingers? You have no doubt been either embarassed, or de-cleated, or any other negative word you may be fond of.

2. You're outta here.
This may be higher on Lou Pinella or Larry Bowa's personal list, but for now, I'll keep it at 2. Officials are human and can kick a call from time to time. In the heat of the moment, coaches may use some magic words that will result in them watching the rest of the game from the locker room.

1. You're still away.
I went golfing over the weekend. My playing partner was much better than myself. On a par 4, I hooked my ball into the rough off the tee. My partner hit a brilliant tee shot. My ball was burried. I grabbed my hybrid 2-iron and took a mighty whack. I was barely able to unearth the ball enough to get it back into the fairway. My partner, sitting in the cart evaluated my shot and replied, "you're still away". I cannot begin to explain the defeated feeling I was experiencing.

I consider myself a superstitious person and with the post, I hope to single handedly put the kay-bash on all my bad luck for years to come. Take that fate.