Beagle Mafia

Part of the interesting life as a "soccer mom"( although now I am "football mom" ) is the commentary that goes on by the sideline parents. It never ceases to amaze me. As I sat in the pouring rain watching my son practice these are some of the conversations that were going on around me. Mind you, we were all squeezed in under a 10X10 quick tent...

" What if my kid doesn't make weight on Sat, is there lee way?"
hmmmm, well then Johnny will have to sit out because I sure do not want all 80 pounds of Johnny tackling my 50 pound kid. You signed the form in the beginning of the year that Johnny would have to be at 75 pounds to play. Pretty cut and dry to me.

"Wow, this is pretty hard core to practice in the rain"
hmmm, really?

"Are the same kids always going to run the ball?"
hmmmm, well its called positions and every kid has a position with very little rotation involved. You chose a competitive league vs the instructional league down the road. Again, read before you sign.

"I am sure glad you brought this tent because I sit in the rain on the daily basis working, do you know how uncomfortable it is to sit in wet underwear for 10 hours a day"
hmmmm, TMI anddd I don't care

Last but not least we have the divorced parents and depending on who Capo plops my chair down next to, I get to hear why so and so is such a crappy parent as they shoot eye daggers at one another.
"well Johnny is not going to make weight because his FATHER over there takes him to Hooters, Krispy Kreme and McDonald's while I only feed him healthy foods. I have not had that kid in a drive thru in years"
hmmm, bitter much? Its interesting that last week he said the opposite. Bottom line is stop dragging other people into your drama, for the kid's sake get over yourselves.

Ohh yes, the life of a side line mom. I need to remember ear plugs......