Sunday, February 24, 2008

ooops....

So last night our local basketball team was playing in the district finals. I have managed to get out of going to all the games, except one.

My hugsum loves basketball. All our children played and I faithfully went to all the games I could. (er - couldn't get out of, I should have said)

I enjoy watching the kids play. I enjoy basketball more than any other sport (that's not really saying much)

I realized WHY I don't like to go... it turns me into a bad person. I get so angry at the officials (yes, I want to curse them and spit on them... not a good witness, here)

Also, I know too much about how the game should be played after about 20 years watching my kids play and hearing coaching from the sidelines...

So, when I see dumb moves and bad plays, I get frustrated.

We were watching a game before OUR guys played. I was very vocal about a particular player last night. The team was winning until they put in #25. She was full of enthusiasm and heart, but she was not guarding her person, she made lots of mistakes and jacked the ball up every time she got it - always missing the basket and losing the ball. This happened over and over and over. They eventually went from a 10 point lead to losing by 10!... I credit it all to that #25.

After the game was over, the couple RIGHT in front of us happened to turn around and look at me.... ouch... I wanted to fall in a hole - I think they were her parents!!!! YIKES .... what a dummy and heel I felt like. I was so sorry that I had allowed my opinions and criticism to come out of my mouth and hurt someone...

I have sworn off basketball. I can't handle the pressure and don't like the person I am when I'm at the games... it's so sad and so bad... I hate it when I SEE myself...

Gotta do more work... gotta get back on my negativity fast for Lent - hasn't gone so well. Wish I had given up chocolate!

4 comments:

joan said...

Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog. I jump around from thing to thing, so it isn't a connected type of blog. The day I wrote about Jim E. was a day I had been thinking about him and thinking about where the years had gone. (incidently the cousin that I wrote about who was a chiropractor was Jim's brother Bob)

Tonight I'm soooo tired, so I shall respond more later. I have had grandkids here for three week-ends in a row--Elliot 4 days Molly 3 days, and Nick 3 days. It stretches me, but it is a good time.

Have a good week.
Joan

The LaBouffs said...

You should've just brought your crocheting! He he he...then maybe you'd keep your hands busier than your mouth! HA!

LIFESPEAKER said...

This morning I have been very encouraged so I'm going to share it with you. On Francis Frangipane's website, frangipane.org, if you scroll down there's a section where you can watch videos. If you hit that it asks you for a subject. Put in "grace". Oh my, it has helped me tremendously today with some things and I think it will you too.

PJ said...

I embarrassed myself like that once at a soccer playoff. The official calls were so bad. One player (on the OTHER TEAM, of course) wore white gloves, so he could use his hands against a white soccer ball. I was screaming (Not obscenities, but not nice none-the-less). After the game, one of my teachers from college got up from two rows in front of me. Ahem. (Did I say Christian College??) I've been much more controlled since.