Thoughts of the Mom with the Benched Kid

Every mom wants their kid to succeed. Some moms wants their kid to get involved with sports so they can make friends and they also hope that maybe they will maybe get recognized then get put through college and that's one less bill momma has to pay. 

My kids play football and my oldest son has went from flag to tackle and he just finished his second year of tackle. He isn't a Tom Brady by any means. However, I'm fuckin Denard Robinson. I do everything. I pack the bags for practice. I make sure they all have snacks, sports drinks, change of clothes, cleats, shorts, shoulder pads, mouth pieces, high socks, and I'm the one making that shit happen. I'm paying for the fees, paying for the pictures, paying to get into the games. I'm doing this shit. And guess what I pay for? For my kid to not fuckin play. Now I get it every kid isn't that great and coaches want their teams to win because it’s a good feeling so maybe they aren’t concerned with the not so good players playing for more than 30seconds then the players that are good... pretty much the whole game. . But from the parent point of view. We're paying for our fuckin kids to play. We're sitting in the fuckin sun for hours at practice. Waking up early and going to their games. We are the ones sitting on the fuckin benches for endless hours waiting for our kid to at least go on the field.

Without those moms you wouldn't have a team. Now let me get to the moms of kids that do play. You can tell who those moms are. They got the stickers with their kids name on it. They got Pom poms and cow bells and they scream their kids name from the stands so loud they sound like they're having an orgasm. They get their nails done in the team colors and just about everything to scream my kid is playing and your kid is not. It may not be their intention to rub it in other moms faces, but you want that to be your kid Now I have tried being that mom where I go to the things and post in the Facebook page. I come to the practices where I'm chasing my other kids up and down the bleachers. So I don't know what else I'm suppose to do to convince these coaches to fuckin play my child. It really kills a kid’s confidence when they sit in the sun on the sidelines after they practice all week long and then never get to play. If I wanted my kid to practice a skill that I hope they never have to use it wouldn't be football it would be stop drop and roll. Now I'm trying everything to not discourage my child. I'm bribing him with dollars per tackle but if my kid doesn't get to go on the fuckin field how the fuck am I suppose to give him dollars for participating. He's willing to play guys. But you have to let him play. Maybe the reason you didn't make it into the NFL yourself is because you were the kid that was benched. Don't fuckin put that on other kids. Hello, Us moms are out here trying to root for our babies and you're putting a damper on it. So in conclusion. When you want your kid to play longer than 30 seconds make friends with someone who is coaching because that seems to be the only way it works. The struggle is real when you do everything you can to make sure your kid has friends, does sports, and have potential to be good at something and not everyone sees your child the same way you do. However, if you're like me and you know your kid isn't the best at sports and you just want your kid to be doing something other than playing on their tablets and annoying the piss out of you. You better just sit there on that hot ass stand and root for the 30 seconds your child has in the game because they are proud of that fuckin 30 seconds running around in a circle and tripping over their own feet. Those are the 30 seconds you pay for.