Paying my penance

[alaskanseminole]

My son's soccer team is the Gators and I'm the head coach. The colors are orange and every week I hear, "Let's Go Gators, Let's Go!

I'm in hell!

 

[KingofHedgehogs]

This is just the beginning. Soon, you will find yourself subconsciously choosing the cupcakes with the orange icing in the grocery store bakery. Then you will find a new interest in alligator documentaries on YouTube. Of course, we can't ignore one of the biggest steps of meeting Danny Weurffel who stops and helps you change your flat tire by the side of the road and you begin to think "Hey! This dude is al' right!!!"

Before you know it, you will be the next Mr. Two Bits.

The wheels of destiny are in motion, my friend. You might as well embrace it now.

 

[Countygator1]

My son's soccer team is the Gators and I'm the head coach. The colors are orange and every week I hear, "Let's Go Gators, Let's Go!

I'm in hell!

Builds character and makes you way more likeable.

 

[alaskanseminole]

Builds character and makes you way more likeable.

More than I already am?

 

[SeaPA]

You are the coach, you should have never let that happen. When my boys were young I would let the kids pick the team name, but banned gators, canes, and to be fair, Noles.

But somehow, both boys started in tee ball with someone else coaching them, and with both their first pictures in a baseball uniform they were Damn yankees (I am a diehard BoSox fan, my dad as born and raised in Boston). Both boys cried when I told the their grampa probably wouldn’t talk to them any more. 😀

 

[alaskanseminole]

You are the coach, you should have never let that happen. When my boys were young I would let the kids pick the team name, but banned gators, canes, and to be fair, Noles.

Didn't start out that way. I coached both my older daughter's teams, and didn't plan on coaching any more. Son's team was already named by the organization, but had no coach. Athletic Director put me on the spot to coach (basically the team disbands if no one steps up). I want to change it, but it seems petty to do that to the kids when the only people who "get it" are me and my son. It is what it is...just grates my soul to cheer "Go Gators" every weekend. Kinda funny, kinda sad--like a clown on fire.