angry
My son's baseball team just lost their playoff game to compete in the TOC's tonight. For the last 7 games my son has played 2 innings and 1 at bat. let me break it down. My son played 6 innings out of 21, so not even 1/3 of the time. I am angry and frustrated because he has had to sit there wanting to make a difference out on the field as his team made errors. His coach never waivered from playing the favorites even after they made mistakes. This was my son's last season to play baseball and this is how it ends. I am so frustrated and I have to sit an be diplomatic when he walks through the front door in the next 5 minutes. We never, my husband and I, talk about our own gripes and we just try to help him deal with his frustrations and give him the 'you played the best you could when you got the chance and that's what matters' speech. Then after coming in second they were given medals and the coach was making a big deal about he didn't want to get medals for losing the game. I told my husband to say loudly to our son that he should go get his medal because he was on the bench during these playoffs and he didn't lose these games! Luckily my husband is less passionate and more diplomatic and didn't say anything. It is taking every ounce of restraint not to send an e-mail to that coach for doing that in front of the boys and pointing out him screwing my son in the process.
Angry mother bear, do not feed!!!!!
Fuck em!
Angry mother bear, do not feed!!!!!
Fuck em!