The Kid Lost His Marbles on the Mat
Yesterday at Cody's wresting match I saw countless examples of poor sportsmanship. However, there was actually a kid that made me fear for my safely, and I am not kidding.
Two kids were wrestling and the one boy from the "other" team came out to the mat. I looked at this kid, stocky, huge legs, full of muscles and this crazy curly hair. I was thinking to myself, "wow, this should be a great match." Our guy is a really great wrestler and full of talent.
As the two began to wrestle, the "other" stocky kid began to get beat. I don't think he knew what was coming and was irritated that pinning our guy wasn't going to be quite as easy as he had hoped. So as our guy put a perfectly legal move on the other guy, the whistle blew. I had no idea what was happening? As the two kids parted, the "other" kid went to his knees, head down on the mat and started punching the mat. Mind you this was a mere 7 feet from where Emersyn and I were sitting. I looked over at our wrestler and he had placed the greatest grin on his face, so I giggled a bit. The "other" wrestler just crouched there, holding his head and beating the mat.
As I looked behind me at the "other" team's parents and thought to myself, this could be the cast from the movie, Deliverance, I wondered, "what the heck is going on here?
As the two began to wrestle again, stocky "other" wrestler continued to get his butt handed to him. With each blow of the whistle, the "other" wrestler grunted, groaned and growled. I was starting to get nervous, is this kid going to lose it or what? So after a few more whistle blows and a lot more grunts, the referee called the match and our wrestler won.
The "other" kid LOST HIS FREAKING MARBLES! The boy rushed off the mat, hitting, kicking chairs, yelling, and basically just freaking out. His "Deliverance" mom walked around in circles to my right wondering "gee what should I do?" And then the Deliverance coach (which by the way, refused to shake one of our wrestler's hands in an earlier match), started yelling at his team. "I'm sick of this, you are all embarrassing our team, this needs to stop." Uh, huh, perhaps you should have thought of this when you wore disgusting dirty jeans and a nasty t-shirt to coach today?
So as the matches proceed, the "other" kid continued to punch chairs, growl and then proceeds to slam open the locker room door (a mere 4 feet from Emersyn and I). Now the "other" kid is in the locker room, and there goes, Cody and another one of our wrestlers...They are both going to get killed in there by psycho, someone needs to intervene, Cody has know idea what he just walked into.
I sat there, frozen. What was this lunatic going to do in there if he was perfectly comfortable loosing his marbles out in front of everyone? My son is a dead man.
Fortunately both Cody and our other wrestler came out alive as another male parent saw what I did and went into the locker room. I never saw the "other" wrestler again. Perhaps they used a horse tranquilizer on him to calm him down? Oh, but yes, I did see him. As both teams were shaking hands at the end of the match (71-19 score, or something like that, we won), "other" kid was watching from the sidelines. Perhaps they were afraid he'd bite someone? or worse?
The thing is. If that would have been Cody, we'd be arranging his funeral at this time. You all would be reading a blog about how I murdered my son in front of an entire room of wrestling parents. There would have been no nervous moment, no locker room discussion and no, "gee son, are you ok." It would have been MOM MURDERS SON AT WRESTLING MATCH AFTER HE ACTED LIKE A COMPLETE LUNATIC, story at 11. Period. And ya know what, that is how it should be.
The thing is, that little, lunatic, spoiled, indulged shit lost his marbles because he knew everyone would tolerate it. He knew that because of past experience that his behavior would not be punished. Just for the record, at the time I had a complete fantasy going about how I walked over to the "other" wrestler, snatched his stocky ass up and let him have it...if you were at all wondering. Headlines: PREGNANT MOM KICKS 'OTHER' TEAM'S KIDS ASS AT MIDDLE SCHOOL WRESTLING MATCH, story at 11...
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Two kids were wrestling and the one boy from the "other" team came out to the mat. I looked at this kid, stocky, huge legs, full of muscles and this crazy curly hair. I was thinking to myself, "wow, this should be a great match." Our guy is a really great wrestler and full of talent.
As the two began to wrestle, the "other" stocky kid began to get beat. I don't think he knew what was coming and was irritated that pinning our guy wasn't going to be quite as easy as he had hoped. So as our guy put a perfectly legal move on the other guy, the whistle blew. I had no idea what was happening? As the two kids parted, the "other" kid went to his knees, head down on the mat and started punching the mat. Mind you this was a mere 7 feet from where Emersyn and I were sitting. I looked over at our wrestler and he had placed the greatest grin on his face, so I giggled a bit. The "other" wrestler just crouched there, holding his head and beating the mat.
As I looked behind me at the "other" team's parents and thought to myself, this could be the cast from the movie, Deliverance, I wondered, "what the heck is going on here?
As the two began to wrestle again, stocky "other" wrestler continued to get his butt handed to him. With each blow of the whistle, the "other" wrestler grunted, groaned and growled. I was starting to get nervous, is this kid going to lose it or what? So after a few more whistle blows and a lot more grunts, the referee called the match and our wrestler won.
The "other" kid LOST HIS FREAKING MARBLES! The boy rushed off the mat, hitting, kicking chairs, yelling, and basically just freaking out. His "Deliverance" mom walked around in circles to my right wondering "gee what should I do?" And then the Deliverance coach (which by the way, refused to shake one of our wrestler's hands in an earlier match), started yelling at his team. "I'm sick of this, you are all embarrassing our team, this needs to stop." Uh, huh, perhaps you should have thought of this when you wore disgusting dirty jeans and a nasty t-shirt to coach today?
So as the matches proceed, the "other" kid continued to punch chairs, growl and then proceeds to slam open the locker room door (a mere 4 feet from Emersyn and I). Now the "other" kid is in the locker room, and there goes, Cody and another one of our wrestlers...They are both going to get killed in there by psycho, someone needs to intervene, Cody has know idea what he just walked into.
I sat there, frozen. What was this lunatic going to do in there if he was perfectly comfortable loosing his marbles out in front of everyone? My son is a dead man.
Fortunately both Cody and our other wrestler came out alive as another male parent saw what I did and went into the locker room. I never saw the "other" wrestler again. Perhaps they used a horse tranquilizer on him to calm him down? Oh, but yes, I did see him. As both teams were shaking hands at the end of the match (71-19 score, or something like that, we won), "other" kid was watching from the sidelines. Perhaps they were afraid he'd bite someone? or worse?
The thing is. If that would have been Cody, we'd be arranging his funeral at this time. You all would be reading a blog about how I murdered my son in front of an entire room of wrestling parents. There would have been no nervous moment, no locker room discussion and no, "gee son, are you ok." It would have been MOM MURDERS SON AT WRESTLING MATCH AFTER HE ACTED LIKE A COMPLETE LUNATIC, story at 11. Period. And ya know what, that is how it should be.
The thing is, that little, lunatic, spoiled, indulged shit lost his marbles because he knew everyone would tolerate it. He knew that because of past experience that his behavior would not be punished. Just for the record, at the time I had a complete fantasy going about how I walked over to the "other" wrestler, snatched his stocky ass up and let him have it...if you were at all wondering. Headlines: PREGNANT MOM KICKS 'OTHER' TEAM'S KIDS ASS AT MIDDLE SCHOOL WRESTLING MATCH, story at 11...
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