Andrew had a football game last night. The opponents were a rowdy team, no, not rowdy, just plain darn mean!
I know football is a rough game but I still cringe when I see Andrew, or anyone, go down. Two of the opponents team took Andrew down, held him down and pulled his helmet off. Where was the ref?? And what was the purpose of that?
Andrew, being a young man of fifteen, got angry but calmly told the guys, Pulling my helmet off won't change the score. He walked away with help from a friend. I am proud of his comment and his ability to walk, even in anger, away from a bad place.
This guy was on Andrew like stink on poop. I know, that's the game, but this one guy would hit Andrew(illegally) every chance he got. I was very proud when Andrew was able to return the favor like the gentleman he is. The mean kid was running, Andrew creamed him, legally.
I don't remember sports being this mean...and some parents support this. It's a game, guys!!! I played all kinds of sports when I was young. I don't remember who won but I remember the fun.
Oh, and if your wondering...our team skunked them...cheaters never win!!!