@boomerang,
I don't even think the ha ha is wrong.. silent ball "stealing" may be subtlely harder, as in "the "stealer" didn't even say anything to me, Mommy..." Weenie's mommy might benefit from renting a video of a pro basketball game.
I don't follow basketball at all anymore, but I remember loving players who were good at dribbling... and people never managed to take the ball (talk about a tangential comment.) Anyway, I'm glad the teacher did the eye rolling bit.
On avoidance, I'm putting off paying my bills online...
I remember being horrified at my grammar school in new york city the year we lived there, the year I was eight. At "gym" time, we had to (had to, you can see my attitude already) line up and shoot a basketball at a hoop that seemed half way to the sky it was so high. I was hopelessly bad at that. I learned how to ride a 'big' bicycle that year, so my dork factor and my athlete factor cancelled each other out, for the time being anyway.