Football

So, my sons football team had their first scrimmage Tuesday night. He is playing for his middle school this year instead of for the recreational league. Now, he is about 5'9" and he is only 12. I like to brag on him as I'm sure that other mothers brag on their children.

Anyway, it was about 95 degrees. I think I may have lost about 15 pounds just waiting for them to begin playing. My pants felt like they were glued to my legs. But I love football. I get this weird euphoria from hearing the crunching sound that the equipment makes when it crashes together. It makes the blood in my veins surge fourth through every vessel in my body. And my son loves it too.

He told me that his goal this year is to hit somebody so hard, their helmet comes off. I thought, that's a very vicious ambition but I've never played the sport so who am I to judge.
So, as I listened to the parental conversation around me, I learned that some adults need to keep needless conversation to themselves. I heard one parent exclaim that our team should be good because "we had Male and Manual High Schools recruits". And then one mom said that she was "going to remove her son from the team if they were going to get beat like that."

First of all, youth football is a sport that young men are happy to be a part of. It teaches them teamwork, discipline, and also manners. Young men, as well as parents, should not focus on how many games you win, but the hard work that you put into it.

Second, negativity that parents show towards their son's, in turn makes them have a negative attitude. Telling a child that you will pull him from a team simply because they are not winning will only teach him not to finish anything that he starts. The focus of football is teamwork and following through. If this mother does decide to pull her son from the team, she is allowing him to let his teammates down.

And third, its called youth football for a reason. Adult football is called the NFL. None of these young players have signed a contract, so we as parents should not vocalize our opinions. This game is for the kids.

It think I'm finished running my mouth. I'm looking forward to a great season. Good night.
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Attitudes

I have never met so many people with messed up attitudes in my life. Even when you are nice to them, they want to take offense to every word that comes out of your mouth. I try not to be overly critical of others, but more and more certain things have been brought to my attention.

I was always taught to look a person in their eyes when you talk to them. It is a sign of respect. My husband and I try to instill this trait into our son. He is to always address his elders with yes ma'am and yes sir. But children today seem to think that everything should be handed to them on a silver platter.

I have talked to many children on a daily basis and feel that all of their parents should take a class on training their offspring. They are very rude, they curse at you, and they act as if they own the world. I'm so happy that I was blessed with the child that I have.

The attitude of many individuals often stuns me into silence. I have a friend who is bringing out a book and you would think that people would be happy for her. But you wouldn't be able to tell by the attitudes that have plagued her. I fell excited for her, but I hate the attitudes of those who are most likely jealous. I guess you can't please every one all the time. God bless.
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Big Loser

For people who know me, I've almost always been a big girl. I prefer the word thick, but hey, you can't always get what you want. Anyway, I was looking at a Biggest Loser cookbook at work and thought, hey, I should apply for this since they are casting for season 11. So I go to the website and register for the site. While there, I printed out an application and read the rules. Some of the questions that were asked on the eleven page app were really personal. So my co-workers and I were discussing my uniqueness when we realized that there is an open casting call on Saturday. I have so many things running through my head now such as it must be meant to be. I mean, how often would I think about something like this and then have this show basically fall in my lap? I think I'm going to go. I mean, I should right? What could it hurt? I could stand to lose a few pounds.