I am a soccer mom. There. I said it. My kids do play other sports, but in soccer season, I am a soccer mom. The bus ride snacks, the team dinners, the end of the year banquet are all things that are on my plate. You get the picture.
This season, our high school team advanced pretty far. We made a good run to the state championship, eliminating the 1 seed, the 2 seed, the 5 seed with a few more upsets along the way.
During the regular season, you win some and you lose some.
During the playoffs, the loss knocks you out of championship contention.
We were one game away from making it to the championship…
It’s an even game, and we are first to score. Then, with the game almost over, the other team gets one and we are tied. We head to overtime. After the first OT, still tied.
During the second OT, the unimaginable happens – WE SCORE AN OWN GOAL.
In other words, we put the ball in the back of our own net. Score on ourselves. Game over.
To watch the game, our girls, our coaches go into complete shock and disbelief is quite the understatement. It felt like I was watching in slow motion.
And then it hits you – there are some happy players out there (from the other team), and as a good sport and a good parent, you need to be happy for them. They are continuing their season. They are living their dream.
BUT, as I watched the other team begin to celebrate with excitement and delight, I saw something that I had never seen before. Their coach said to them “hey, knock it off. Chill. YOU didn’t win that game. We can celebrate later. Let’s be respectful and line up and shake hands.”
WOW right? All I can say is that no matter how much you preach good sportsmanship it ultimately comes from being a part of a good system – a good team with good coaches. Clearly our opponent’s coaching staff had the sportsmanship thing down. I will never forget that and I thank them for it.
Thanks for reading,
Always trying to be a good sport,