Sep
27
2008
Green Grass And High Scores
Posted by: Fusion 45 in News, Views, Props and Missives, tags: elton johnA great day on the pitch today for both my boys. My 10-year poked in a loose ball for a goal and picked up assists on two others as his crew whooped the competition, 8-0. (He dropped in 2 beautiful corners, as well, but they couldn’t convert).
My 8-year old had three goals, including a PK. His guys whipped the other guys 12-2 (and Coach Daddy was going light up front in the second half, too.)
Young Man’s Blues…for the other guys, that is!







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My kids suck at sports.
Blowouts are uncool. You should have known to pull your kids back so as not to humiliate the other team. I’d be surprised if your league didn’t have a blowout rule, especially for a kid that’s 10.
I wasn’t the coach of the 8-0 game so I can’t really comment except to say that, at the premier level where he plays, I’ve seen much worse. Much much worse. And my kid’s team has been on the losing end of those games, as well (though most of them get over it within 10 minutes of the final whistle.)
As for the 12-2 game, I agree with you: blowouts are uncool.
Which is why I pushed all my top players into the backfield during the second half and put my second tier players on the front line.
And pulled my top two players off the field with 12 minutes to go (even though they hadn’t gotten their 50% play time).
And, when one of their kids got hurt and they were playing short-handed, I pulled one of my players off the field to make sure there were still even sides (which prompted an opposing Dad to thank me for my sportsmanship.)
And, when their team had their FOURTH HAND BALL in the box, I had my weakest guy take the PK with his non-dominant foot (and he still scored).
Dude, there was NOTHING I could do short of putting one player on the field that was going to help these guys. Even then, they might’ve lost.
And I’m glad I didn’t deny my three weakest guys their chances to score, even though it was already 9-2. They were thrilled that they finally got their taste.
So, if you’re suggesting I’m somehow uncool because my kids won big — despite me giving the other team every chance to keep up — well, that’s a brand of uncoolness I can live with.