Time Out!

Mommy needs a time out right about now.

 

It's kinda funny. I am a super competitive person. I played sports in high school and at one time, had planned to become a high school coach. Family obligations may have changed the dream a little, but I still have a deep love of sports and I love to watch my children play. But, I want games to be fair.

 

I'm the fan in the stands that will yell at officials for missing calls—on both sides of the ball—especially when a no-call can end up getting someone hurt. People tend to move away from me, not wanting to be associated with the banshee that is determined to tick off the officials. You see, I am very OCD about the rules and even though I understand that umpires and referees are human, I want the calls to be right every time.

 

When I told my family that I was going to be coaching this year, my father-in-law jokingly said he'd be watching the news to see when I made headlines for doing something to get kicked out of a game. At the time, I called him an ass. But, tonight... well... I almost proved him right. The problem was that we had an umpire that was a little more human than most (at least in my opinion) and several poor calls put us in a bad situation.

 

Bad news is that we couldn’t overcome the score deficit and we lost our game. Good news is that I managed to keep my cool and stay in the game (and off the police blotter). I think I deserve a cookie for that one...