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LET'S FIGHT BECAUSE LITTLE BOBBY ISN'T PLAYING
Honestly, I don’t get it.
Why do parents of children who play sports suddenly become the craziest people I have ever seen once their precious son or daughter steps on the field?
I know this has been an issue long debated around the blogosphere and on TV when cases pop up like “Crazy Dad Kills Coach at Boys Football Game.” But I have had several personal experiences with this in the last few weeks, and tonight was just the fucking ICING ON THE CAKE – and so I had to create this post to vent it all out.
I have been an athlete my whole life. I’ve played little league, I’ve played travel ball, I’ve played in high school and I now play in college. I have witnessed it all. Luckily, my Dad was the one who said “I fucking hate all these parents, so when I come to your games I will be sitting in left field behind the trees so no one talks to me.” But most parents are not like that. Most parents believe that their son or daughter is the greatest athlete to walk God’s green earth, and everyone should think so.
A girl on my college team – she is 21 years of age – still cannot calmly speak with her father after softball games in which she performs poorly. This is because her Dad REFUSES TO SPEAK WITH HER IF SHE DOESN’T GET A HIT. OR MAKES AN ERROR. She once told me that her Dad spit in her face after a game when she was younger for doing something wrong. This is an extreme case, but it happens! Parents are crazy!
In another instance, I am great friends with one of my former coaches in high school and I reguarly come to her sons’ athletic events. One is eight and one is fourteen and playing at the varsity level. Now she is very competitive with everything, because she was a coach and these are her sons. She can be calm one second and the next second she is yelling during a pee-wee soccer game! I have to duck away because I get embarrassed! Just let the kids play! Your son is eight and he is not the next David Beckham.
Finally, I have decided to coach a 12 year old girls travel team this summer. Now I am on the other side of the fence. These parents want to be my best friend. They call me constantly with questions. When I had tryouts, I felt like I was trying to get A-Rod on my team, because that’s how they see their daughters. “I’d love to have ___ on the team this year!” “Yeah, well we’re going to be shopping around to see other teams so we’ll get back to you at some point and I will not specify when. Just hang in there and I’ll let you know if Derek Jeter will join the team.” NO FUCK YOU. I will not bow down to crazy parent demands.
So in conclusion – dear parents, there is probably a lower than 1% chance that your kid is the next A-Rod or Michael Jordan or whoever. You will not get a full scholarship to college unless you are AWESOME. And if your kid isn’t even in high school, please just let the coaches do their jobs which is to teach your kid the SKILLS to play.
/rant over.
Filed under: Movies | Tags: diane lane, movie review, Movies, nights in rodanthe, reviews, richard gere

On Friday night my team and I decided to go see Nights In Rodanthe. Actually, I decided I wanted to go see it and invited my team members to join. The movie hasn’t gotten many positive reviews but I didn’t give a fuck, I mean has anyone seen Unfaithful?! I realize these are two completely movies but I cannot deny the chemistry and awesomeness of Diane Lane and Richard Gere together again.
The theater was half full, and I guess half of that was our team walking in 15 deep. The rest of the theater was old grannies with their husbands looking for another The Notebook, I’m guessing. This movie will not recieve the acclaim and the status of “OMG I WANT TO CRY PUT IN THE NOTEBOOK” or “OMG RYAN GOSLING PUT IN THE NOTEBOOK.” People my age don’t usually yell about Richard Gere, unless we’re watching TBS and Pretty Woman comes on for the zillionth time.
The story is that of two 40-somethings who are at a point in their lives where they are about to give up on love and life in general. Adrienne, played by Diane Lane, is a single mother of two who promises to tend to a beach side inn owned by her best friend. While she is away for the weekend, her philandering husband (Christopher Meloni – RAWR) takes her kids to Disney World but before he leaves he tells her that he wants to come back home. She is left to mull this decision while she stays at the inn. Paul (Richard Gere) is a famous doctor who loses a patient during a simple surgery and is being sued by the family. He travels to speak with the family and stays a few nights at the inn. Also mixed into the story is Paul’s son Mark, who is played in an uncredited role by the wonderful James Franco. Paul and Mark’s relationship has hit rock bottom and Paul is planning on traveling to South America to visit his son’s clinic.
Before I go on, I must say the scenery is lovely in this film. The beaches, the lighting, all that good stuff. Now the INN. For those who have seen the commercials, THIS SHIT IS RIGHT ON THE BEACH. The waves are literally crashing at the foot of this place and I am just waiting throughout the movie for it to wash away. And these two people stay there. During hurricane season. Make of this what you will.
Anyway, the hurricanes hits and as one can easily predict, the two connect. The rest of the story follows a series of letters the two write each other as they prepare to meet each other again.
I read the book by Nicholas Sparks and the movie tweaks a lot in the screenplay. There are not major changes, but it might annoy you if you have read the book before.
Overall, this movie isn’t anything special but what it does do is create a storyline that we don’t see often – and that’s a romantic movie that shows that people over 40 do have a life after middle age. I’m sorry, I love these two actors. And I am a sap for EVERYTHING Nicholas Sparks. I guess if you just need a good cry or want to look at two attractive people on screen, then this is for you!
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