My older two kids play Grassroots (outdoor) hockey. If they're playing at the same rink, I'll bring along my blades and stick and horse around with one boy while the other's playing. Last week, when it was quite warm, it was cancelled, but we got the phone call too late and were already on our way to the rink. A few of the kids showed up for my younger boy's game - I guess the parents were already on their way when the call came - but when it was my older boy's turn to play, only one other kid showed up and nobody showed for the other team.
I had my skates on, and a couple of the younger kids from the earlier game stuck around, so I decided to make the best of it and organized a little two-on-two game going widthwise with both nets. Other guys showed up and decided to snag one of the nets. I thought, meh, there's only four kids and they can go half court.
Well, the mother of the other kid that showed up didn't like it one bit.
"Why don't you grow a set and go get that net back?" she snarked at me.
"Whaaa?" I replied.
"You heard me. You're the coach. Grow a set of nuts and go get that net back."
"I'm not a coach," I said.
"Well, you're the substitute coach," she muttered.
I said, "Listen, lady, I'm just a dad that showed up with his kids. None of coaches showed up (I had no idea it was cancelled) so I'm just trying to help out. AND DON'T YOU EVER BRING MY TESTICLES INTO THE CONVERSATION WHEN YOU'RE TALKING TO ME, OKAY!?!"
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