Sunday, October 3, 2010

QO JV Football--Sorry Northwood!

Our Homecoming game was a shut out!  40-0!  Everybody got to play.

My feelings about the game are this:  I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.


I can honestly say that I love Tobin so much more after this game than I did going into it.  Because he is my son and he is a part of me.  I can put myself in his place and it breaks my  heart.  With a minute left in the first half we were up by 40 points!  So, the coach put Tobin in as quarterback.  And they almost lost the ball.  And the coach yelled to his face.


I have one question coach:  If you don't get reps in practice and you put him in in the middle of a game with little game experience, do you really think they're going to perform well?  And given that your answer would be "no" and then you proceed to yell at him face-to-face, might I just be able to say that you set him up for the very failure that you so loudly pointed out to him?  I have to say right now, coach, I am not a fan.


Tobin was so excited to get some playing time today.  He knew based on predictions that he would play today.  He knew this was his chance.  He wanted it sooo badly.  To prove himself.  To do it.  I think he wanted it tooo badly, and he couldn't shake off his first mishap.  


After half time, he went back in as quarterback.  My whole body was clinched, waiting, feeling.


They did 2 running plays and 1 passing play.  Th pass was incomplete.   At one point, (I hope I get this right), the coach called Tobin over and said, "So what play do you think we should run?"


"Quarterback sneak."  (There was no question; it was a statement)


"Absolutely."  Tobin moved the ball 12 yards. I have to say that at this point, from the sideline, the coach did yell, "that's a boy!  That's the way."  Couldn't you have done it to his face?!


And then the other running plays weren't complete and they had to punt.  I could see Tobin beating himself up.  I almost couldn't stand it.  I was crawling out of my skin, I felt liquid inside.  I was a hot mess.  I didn't want him to beat himself up. He did the best he could.




 Tobin telling the play to his team.

 Getting ready for the play.
 Bad positioning.  But he got if off.



In line for the punt.


Next time Tobin!!  Work hard, and be ready.  There is always a next time.





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well, I must say that is one good looking kid. Enjoyed the pics and one of the football ones will probably end up on my Marine Corps site. You know Grandfathers are prone to bragging....right..
Lookin good, Tobin, a chip off the old blocks.....Pop