the nightmare of the soccer moms

This was our first season of soccer. We now have 3 weeks left and I am feeling a little sad it will be over. Here we have spent the past couple of months, 3 times a week seeing and getting to know some great kids and their sometimes great, sometimes typical-stereotype-of-a-soccer-parent parents. Today, we even got a little baby gift from one of Ab's teammates. So sweet.

But then, there is the nightmare of the soccer mom. She is the one who is never satisfied, the one who has wanted to "pull her daughter from the team" from the get-go. OK, I will cut her some slack. Todd says she has a right to complain. The coach misses practices all the time- doesn't call any of the parents to let them know. We sit at the park and wait. The kids play for a while. Then, we all go home. It has happened more than once. More than twice. More than three times. For some reason, I feel the need to stand up for the coach. To help be positive and keep the team together. But not the nightmare soccer mom. She complains to all the other parents and as she does, I just watch. I see them, the ones who were a little irritated. Now, they are agreeing with her. They are getting more and more mad. They are now fuming and complaining along with her. Wow. This is how it all gets started.

So, anyway. Today was the icing on the cake! She told us our game was at the wrong time. I sort of knew it was wrong, so I even tried to call her last night...are you sure it is at this time? Because I have it written at an earlier time, I say. No, it is like I said, she says. OK, I say, just double checking, I say. And today, when we got to the game...quickly up runs the nightmare-soccer-mom to loudly exclaim to my family how terrible and horrible and how the coach needs to be removed and our kids need to be placed on other teams. Along with the other parent, the one from the story before...on to the president of the soccer association. What drama. Drama. Todd says, you always hear about these stories of soccer parents. And I feel sad. Partly because it could have been prevented if she would have just double checked the schedule last night when I called her, and partly because I don't want those mean angry soccer moms taking over the team!! And because Bella is friends with the coach, the assistant coach and her daughter! They have become friends through this team! Anyway. Even though it is annoying, Bella loves her little teammates! With only 3 weeks left, can't we just tough it out? For goodness sakes. So anyhow, we will see what comes of it. And I will fill you in on the drama of "the Saturdays of our soccer lives"!!!