Friday, July 25, 2008

Coach Blows Up! F Bombs Dropped

From the Just-When-I-Think-I've-Seen-It-All Department. My daughter's team was finishing the last 7 minutes of a game today at a tournament near Portland. They had just tied the game and both teams were gunning the engines, trying to get the game winner. The opponents got a string of shots from just outside our box. Each shot, one of our defenders leapt into the way to block said shot. On one of the blocks the ball hit her on the shoulder, as she was turning away from the ball to prevent possibly getting smacked in the face.



The opposing coach began yelling for a handling call, which being as it occurred in the box would've given their team a 2nd unjustly called shot from the dot (the first was saved by our keeper). While our team was turning the ball upfield, the ref whistled play dead and went over to the other coach (who I now realized was still yelling about the supposed handling call).



I was on the opposite sideline so I couldn't hear much of it - I got a report later on of what was said. All I could see was the ref gesturing to the coach to stop his protests. When he didn't the ref walked over to issue him a yellow card.



At this point, the coach told the ref to engage in an act with himself that would've required a lot of stretching. The ref pointed to the parking lot. The coach sat down in his chair and refused to leave. At this point, the ref whistled the game over and walked off the field.



The coach packed up his chair and began walking off the field, cussing up a blue streak as he went. All in all a nice display for the young folk. These are U16 girls, so I'm sure they're all familiar with profanity, but still not a great show of character from their 60+aged coach.



The game had about 4 minutes left to play when the ref pulled the plug and both teams were working hard to score. So, both groups of young ladies were penalized by the actions of this jerk. Too bad. Hopefully, someone in a role of responsibility will decide that this guy shouldn't be coaching.



Friday, July 11, 2008

Lace 'em Up, Crack-Boy!

Wow. 2 tournaments in 2 weekends and not much in the way of bad CSP behavior. The worst CSP spotting happened today. While waiting for my daughter's game, I was watching a team thrash another team. When the 6th goal was scored - by a girl who had hit a hat trick - a father in the stands yelled at the top of his lungs, in a deep "Ready to Rummmmmble" voice: "The Princess of Pow!"



It was one of the most embarrassing things I've heard a parent say on the sidelines.



We did get to experience one crazy soccer coach last weekend. After my daughter's team beat up on his team 9-0, in a tick-tacky game in which their keeper got red carded, the other team's coach challenged my daughter's coach to lace up his boots and play a one-on-one soccer game to see which coach knew more about soccer. Huh?? What crack are you smoking, son?