The following remarks were shared with my sports' playing grandkids' parents. I gave thought to the possibility that many readers of this blog are likely parents of children who engage sports. Therefore, you are welcome to read the following and subsequently process the content and your place 'within' as YOU view it. ..Que Serra Serra .
Please digest the following American societal youth-sport reality: Our society embraces sports with unbridled passion. Regional and local community fanatics (fans) experience a range of charged emotions predicated on the success or failure of their favorite professional, college, high school and kid's sport teams. These fans are your next door neighbor, mailman, salesperson and tax paying Christians kneeling next to you at Church. Each embrace living the 'good life' part of which is living vicariously through these teams and most certainly living vicariously through their own child's sport play. Some parents will easily find fault with referees, other children and coaches. Many times the parents express their dismay, frustration and anger. Many local school boards across America have members who could give two-hoots-in-Hell about education but have a pissed off vendetta about a perceived mistreatment of an offspring.
The fan is ecstatic in victory as they wave about their #1 sponge-finger and chant aloud. Conversely the fan is depressed in defeat and inconsolable when their child is not the centerpiece of the team.
I encouraged my children and I would do the same with the reader to understand the misguided fan/parent but ever be wary of his presence.
Simply stated: Society is full of assholes, many of whom attend sporting events more regularly than Church. This does not mean that you will not find assholes in the pews; you do. The big difference is Church assholes are usually more subtle than the sport fan asshole. However, we hold hope in our faith-belief that religion will lead us to a place of repentance and forgiveness.
While God works on this greater problem, do not add to the problem by renting one moment of your mind/thoughts to the assholes.
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