Ok, I’m going to keep this one fairly short (for me). I was going to fire off one of the meanest blog posts in Internet history, which I’m assuming is pretty difficult, because…well…it’s the Internet. But you’ve been spared (for now).
I also want to say that in the coming days, for those of you that read my blog, and my (pithy) posts on Facebook, and my random attempts to make a statement in 160 characters on Twitter, you might think I am an evil, hate-filled person. My philosophy is this:
Hatred thrown at hatred is in the name of love, peace, and justice.
Anakin joined the Sith because he thought the Jedi were corrupt.
The most hated human in history is Hitler. Is that hatred or humanity?
So, keep that in mind when you read my posts in coming weeks.
Now, for the topic at hand — an apparent limit on reality.
I discussed this just the other day, that the entire point of having kids is about teaching them and preparing them for the real world.
Now, I would give them credit for actually keeping score — but this is beyond the point that my brain can even comprehend the other side of an argument, something I’m well-trained to do. The reason I can’t do this is because the “rule” takes effect after this kid has already WON THE GAME, EMBARRASSED THE PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR ANOTHER TEAM, ANGERED THE PARENTS, AND TURNED A YOUTH SPORT INTO A JOKE. So, even judging by their standards — you failed.
Second, I want to address a few comments: “Jimerson is going to score almost every time he touches the ball.” If you are not exaggerating, then you are a pathetic excuse for a coach, commissioner, principal, and community leader. If it is true, then I would suggest you teach your team some defense. If an ELEVEN-YEAR-OLD can seem like Adrian Peterson, then it is not the kid scoring who has the problem.
Grow a pair.
Third, this was actually not quoted, but it was said in some context: “The rule is not meant to punish him, but rather to ensure that the other 21 players on the field stay involved.”
You’ve got a bang-em-up league, Commish. I remember games where I got trashed. I’m pretty sure I played against one team in my hometown (with a horribly retarded team name that rhymed with a color) that beat us three years in a row, like 15-0.
I learned a lot from those games. Like, that those games would pretty much be the rest of my life as an adult — it’s called going to work, beating your head against the wall, and asking for permission to do it again. Had I not played in those games, I would be in a corner crying.
Lastly, “in one game he scored an incredible seven touchdowns.”
Now, this is impressive, but it is actually fairly comparable to most prep sports. There was just a WR who scored 5 TD’s in a high school game, and the RB record is 8.
In conclusion, if your kids like sports and they want to learn something from them it is your job as parents and role models to teach it. There is a big saying in sports that you are failing to teach these kids:
OFFENSE WINS GAMES, DEFENSE WINS CHAMPIONSHIP.
The saying “OFFENSE WINS GAMES, BUT WE’LL PUT A STOP TO THIS” just is not as inspiring.