Those who can't play coach...those who can't coach, uh, ref?

S's last game of the regular middle school season was tonight. A team we had beaten handily earlier in the season was back for a second try. They were gunning for us for sure and were not going to go down without a fight. Really, we should have known bad things were afoot at the Circle K, I mean USC Field complex. Unfortunately for us, their idea of revenge involved elbows, tripping and all around unsafe brutality in any way they could exact it. The AR was a parent from the other team, our own fault, and the ref was someone of their choosing since they were the home team. Either the sun was in his eyes or he just chose to be blind for his team's sake. I know 4 of my 5 readers get very tired of my soccer talk. Hold on, friends, for November is a comin' and outdoor soccer will be done...thank goodness. But a good ref is hard to find. In any sport. S has taken the classes and is certified to center ref games in the division beneath hers. She has studied and knows the rules. This poor gentleman was very confused about the rules of the game. He had lots of angry parents on the sideline, which may explain why he did not tarry on his way to his vehicle. Our fans know better than to do anything bad, but not all do. The hub and our other coach shook their heads, praised their girls for their hard work in the wake of an impossible game to fairly win(due to officiating) and left. They will have their traditional post game coaches' wrap up texting session. One said he needed a few beverages before discussion and I needed to get some chili in the hub's belly.

In other news, the boy's class was down several children today as, people call it around these parts, "the strep throat" is taking people down left and right like some of the players in tonight's game. And, yes, "the" must be used when describing the throat illness..."the strep throat", along with "the Kroger" and "the Target", etc.. Maybe it is a southern thing, I'm not sure, but I think it is a very funny. Anyhoo, my children will be bathing themselves in "the hand sanitizer" on their way home from school until they can wash with "the Soft Soap". I'll stop now. Time to play this awful "Cookie Clicker" game that someone told me about. It is pointless and evil and a quick pathway to carpal tunnel syndrome. Don't download it. You've been warned.


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