I hate to admit it, but I've never been so glad to see something end.
This has been a rough season for many reasons. The coach sucks. The games suck. The people suck. The parents suck. Basketball fans suck. Basketball moms suck. My husband sucks for going to the games with me, but then complaining because he's not home in bed by 9 p.m. My son's attitude sucks and now my attitude sucks. All in all....I'm glad it's over........
My son has made basketball his whole life, but this season has left him discouraged and beat down.
When he played for Junior High,two years ago, he was a starter and he helped carry the team. He made amazing shots, and some buzzer beater, winning shots....he was proud. He played strong. He was confident.
But then something happened on the way to Senior High.
Last year, as a sophomore moving up to Senior High, he barely played, as the team had more than it's fair share of Senior boys that stole the show. Those senior boys were good. In fact, they were awesome. Carried the team to State. My son sat and watched. He looked up to the older boys. He admired them and often spoke of them with pride in his voice.
Read here about Senior night last year.
He waited with fierce determination...that this year, he would be one of those boys.
So here we are. Last night was the last game of a very stressful and disappointing season.
In more ways than one. It's been a losing season for all of the boys. There were times they gave their all, and times they may should have played harder.
They lost hope.
they lost ambition.
They lost determination.
and my son only started the first 3 games.
He's not a coach's son. He's not a teacher's son. His parents are not friends with his coach. His parents don't keep score. They don't sit on the bench with the boys and keeps stats for the team. His parents don't kiss ass, and they don't suck up. Now, I'm not saying that this is what qualifies you to start on the team, but it sure doesn't hurt apparently......(just sayin')
Now...about the coach.
Not only does he have a record (and I don't mean as a musician....)
this man, that our school board hired several years ago, was picked up more than once for soliciting prostitution. and not ony THAT, he's a horrible, mean, angry man and he takes it out on these boys.
they all despise him..... Hmm.... imagine that.
This coach beat our boys down so bad, that none of them wanted to play. And it showed in their performance.
Here I am, rattling on......
did I mention that last night was the last game of the season?
did I also mention that my son started last night?
Yes......amazingly enough. My son started and played the majority of the game.
and we won. Barely. But it's a win and I'll take it.
It was a good night.