Drives Me Crazy

Nico had a game yesterday. I have said it before and I'll probably say it again but I really enjoy going to his games. I like going to all the kids' stuff. It's very cool to see your children doing something other than drive their siblings crazy. We played a team that during the "feeder" season didn't have the most hmmm...how do I say it...well, the nicest fans. They were screamers and they didn't care who they were screaming about. This was the school team so not every player from the feeder was there and there were other players that weren't on the feeder that were there.

When I walked in and saw the other team, I immediately saw their size. They were huge and they had muscles. They looked like they could have driven themselves to the game and then were maybe going to go out for a beer after. I thought that there was no way Nico's team was going to win. Nico played pretty well and it was an exciting game the whole way through. The thing that drives me crazy is that the way the gyms are set up in the middle schools or junior highs is that there is no home bleachers and no visitor bleachers. All of the parents sit together. Now, there should be an understanding that everyone out there is someone's child so we should watch what we say. We should really only yell things like "rebound, put your hands up, or nice shot." It should be a rule that you NEVER yell things about a specific child or number. Nico is a pretty aggressive athlete and so you can imagine how annoyed I was when every five minutes I would hear the guy behind me yell, "Watch #2. Stay on #2. Don't let #2 shoot. Who's got #2?" Yes, Nico is #2.  I didn't know if I should be annoyed (I was) or flattered (not so much) that he thought Nico was good enough to be yelling to watch out for him. I thought it was incredibly rude when he yelled specifically about one of our players and it wasn't, "Nice job." I turned around and looked at him. I turned around and frowned but he kept on yelling. If he had started yelling negatively about Nico, I swear I was all set to stand up and say, "I came here to watch my son play basketball and because you are ruining it by being very disrespectful, I am going to have to move." It was that bad. I felt bad for his son. When the game was tied, he started yelling from across the gym, "Open your freaking mouth and tell him to put you in!" Can you even imagine? I mean, you might think it but would you ever say it? Across a gym? When his son mouthed, "He won't," the dad started yelling, "Put---insert kid's name---in!" I was so embarrassed for that kid. Nico's team ended up winning the game and of course the dad made the excuse that it was because his kid wasn't playing or he alluded to that. I'm not sure which. He started talking to one of our parents and I had to walk away. I've said it before, when they cut out some of my tongue, I think they took my filter or my censor. I have Nico's conferences tonight with the first being the gym teacher that I am not a fan of. Should be interesting with no filter.