Football season over
Well, it’s over…for the most part. We played Saturday and lost 13-0 against our in town rivals. These are boys that are in the same pool of players, so some played on the same team last year. It’s hard to lose against kids that you know…and easier at the same time to be happy for them. So we aren’t in the running for the championship or 2nd place. In my mind…season’s over.
But wait, we live in the Trophy Generation. Everyone must get a trophy and be told how awesome they are. It’s like all those kids I grew up with who were always coming in 2nd place grew up scarred. They now raise kids and want them to always feel good about everything. So we are having a game for 3rd and 4th place. Really? Why? It’s not like a bowl game where the team get’s scholarship money or national air time. It’s just a way to make parents pay 4 bucks a head to come in and watch their Johnny play for a non trophy…trophy.
Back in the day, when I played 65 pound football…using an oval shaped stone for a ball…we lost every game. Only scored twice the entire season. And we learned from that. I realized then, I could do my best, and still get kicked in the teeth. It didn’t hurt my ego, it made me want to be more of a team player. Help the other guys. Get better myself and drag them with me, win or lose.
What am I proud of the most? Even into the 4th quarter, when we were losing and couldn’t do anything to stop it, my son was positive. He continued to jog on and off the field. He kept trying to pump up the team.
Now, everyone must get a trophy. A “Thanks for participating, gee your swell” trophy. So, Saturday we play for 3rd or 4th place. Talk about a great motivation for the team. “We’re number…3!”
October 31st, 2008 at 4:22 am
I love American football players of any size. To Aussies, they look like Clone Troopers.
I like that you’re proud of an actual achievement by your son: the positivity, the energy he displayed. That’s worth a well done from dad.
November 4th, 2008 at 1:16 pm
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