Wednesday, June 18

A Piss-Off post and whatever you think

It is just short of 9:30 tonight, and here I am posting. Let's be fair. I AM PISSED OFF. Maybe I do not have the right to be as PO'ed as I am, but maybe I do - let's let the comments, and the additional comments by phone/person sway the difference.

For the past almost 10 years, I have been involved with what I tell the Reverend Mother, is the Church of Holy Beer & Softball. Meaning in short, that on Sundays mornings, between 8 & 12 I am at the park playing slow pitch softball. This also includes drinking large amounts of alcohol. How is that? Oh. It is a leagues sponsored by bars. Yes, has to be bar sponsored - and yes, you can drink as much as you want at the game - just no beer on the field of play. Now, there are several teams that don't drink (they want to win, rather than just have fun) but who cares. The particular team I have been cheering and supporting is the Bullock's team. Not only is this the bar I go to all the time, but when I am awake enough, I go to their games. Here's the kicker tonight.

I decided to be the Coach this fall. Our typical season runs from just after Labor Day thru about February... maybe into March - depending on rain-out dates (in AZ). So I am in charge of setting a roster of 15 people (16 if you have 2 females). From the previous season, I decided to not include certain people. It was based on dependability mostly. Now I would be the first to say that I was not the roster for several seasons, but I assisted by helping keep score, so I had a decent idea who would show up and who would not - even if I missed a week here and there because I chose to sleep in, or had other obligations.

Bottom line - I offered to be the Coach this next season, starting after Labor Day, thru about Feb, maybe March. There have been a couple scrimmage games, some games outside out bracket, that I was not at, but I am only the coach after Labor Day. So, as I try to get an idea of the team I have available to me, based off the old roster, I realize that some players have decided to stop playing, others I cancelled due to lack of showing up on a regular basis. There a re maybe about three players wanting to get in on the action, and they get the first shot.

Sounds great until tonight.One of the regular players (my main pitcher) says he is not happy about the fact I cancelled one of the girls from our team, and didn't call her. She is the daughter of one of his good friends, and declared I was going to call her and tell her why she was not needed anymore. I said I had no recollection of that, but if she wanted to call me, her step dad, her mother, and all their friends had my # to call, and I would be glad to tell her she as not playing. Now he swears that it is up to me to tell her she ain't playing.

I told him screw it! If he wanted to coach the team, he can take over, he says no, but I should call her - why? When she already knows she has been cut from the team due to lack of dependability? Sorry Reverend Mother - FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!

I need this shit like I need a job. I cannot win anything without a damn fight over stupid bullshit. I am going back to my favorite bar, resigning as coach, and trying to find another bar to go in town due to this bullshit. I am sooo tired of :

STUPID DUMBSHITS

PeacE

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