they lost 3-6. team only dressed 9, 3 on defense (of which he's one). i stood and listened to some moron call the head of the league on his cell and complain that his kids wasn't asked to dress because the team was short players. then kept mentioning my kids name as one of the newest promotes. over and over. then he hung up and a woman next to him said she agreed with all his said. they both then went on and on how it was nothing against the newest promote, how they both liked the family. how they noticed the mom wasn't there and didn't know the father (ahem

). i hate team sports. i remember why i quit them at a young age and moved toward individual sports like golf where my score was the only thing that mattered....
of course, the boy still doesn't want to make physical contact with anyone, so 4 of the goals were directly his fault (to me at least). still haven't figured out how to bring this up because he was so happy that he made the team and proud of himself that i didn't feel like pizzing all over his little parade then.
i think i need a girlfriend to occupy my time