Saturday, October 15, 2011

Psycho Soccer

So I am a reluctant soccer mom.  My youngest son decided this year he wanted to play soccer for the first time. I have for the most part been anti-soccer for my own reasons.  The main reason is I did not want to become one of those crazy mothers who lives through their children yelling at them and expecting them to be a superstar.  My first experiences being a soccer mom came about 8 years ago.  This was when my oldest was about 4 and started soccer.  He was playing for the local Y and was (as any 4 year old would be) learning the fundamentals of the game.  My thrill with soccer came to an abrupt end when another mother yelled at my son for kicking the ball into the wrong goal.  Then she proceeded to insist he be removed from the game.  He was 4...


This type of behavior is ugly in my opinion.  Yes it was my son and yes I was offended, and probably a bit biased as he is mine.  I do not care I would have felt the same way if anyone would have chided a child of 4 in this manner.

Back to reality and the present.  Things have not really changed much in the land of soccer I have found out.  Had a rude awakening with this today when my youngest played against a very aggressive team.  The coach yelled and hollered so much at his team, I was about to cry from being yelled at.  I understand some cheering and yelling a few instructions, but when the game is dominated by one coach yelling across the field, the game goes from fun to chore very quickly.  I felt bad for these boys on the opposing team.  They did play well but in the end did not win.  Goes to show that yelling and acting up does not win a game.

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