Not much to report tonight. The #1 son's team lost their first game. They are now 3-1. The team they played is the school whose district we live in. They are a way bigger school than ours. The score was something like 52-15. I kid you not. We expected to lose, but not so...um...loserly. The 1st quarter ended 9-0. At half we were down by 22. 3rd quarter they started to pull away (!), and with less than 4:00 left in the game, the subs got in. Don't be thinkin' they got 4:00 of playing time. The clock runs continuously when one team is ahead by 30 or more. Some parents behind me were going wild. They wanted those subs in sooner. "Put in somebody who wants to PLAY!" "Give the bench a chance!" I remained neutral. Though in my mind, I thought that once we were down by 30, the other kids could have gotten some playing time. That would have occured early in the 3rd quarter.
The refs were two young guys, one of them a janitor at the opponent's school. They were truly home-grown, though one finally grew a pair and gave the home team coach a technical in the 7th grade game. Which we WON, by the way, by 5 points, in spite of the terribly one-sided officiating. This school is known for such behavior. Our Athletic Director even showed up. That means trouble's a-brewin'. He does not spectate much at the Middle School games. I'm not saying we would have had a chance of winning with fair refs, only that maybe we would have lost by 25 instead of 37.
To add insult to injury, the price to get in was $2 for adults, and $1 for kids. Our school charges $1 and $.50. Oh, and their pizza was $1.50 a slice instead of $1, and soda was $1.50 instead of $1. I guess they had to rake in money to buy uniforms for those 19 cheerleaders. NINETEEN cheerleaders! For a Middle School game.
Whew! We need a good press breaker.
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