the battle lines were drawn...port vs freo in my household, adult vs child. i had been hearing all week, the statistics, the pattinson stadium record blah,blah,blah but still i felt incredibly calm and optimistic. i knew this team was not the same team that travelled to freo last year and were flogged. we had come too far and had improved. at the very least i was expecting a fiece contest and that it was. unfortunately missed opportunities cost us the game, a few goals that could have been, that pesky ballantyne...triple drats to you , you little flea. but all in all folks it was a respectable effort and a gallant comeback that unfortunately fell short due to that brain fade in the third quarter.
but what else can i say? quite seriously it was not a very pleasurable vieing experience for me, not because we lost but because i have failed in my duty as a mother to guide my son out of his emotional meltdowns to the gate of resilience. the tribunal says he is banned from watching freo/port games and must now watch these in solitary confinement which seems fair enough but doesn't really teach him how to suck it up. so i am appelaing the tribunals decision and will have him sit and watch with us until he learns to get it together...the end!!!
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