It is never a good sign when you show up to your first football game of the season and the team you are playing against has this many championship signs around the field. This is the only team that we knew would give us trouble after playing them in scrimmages. We tied them then. Yesterday we weren't so lucky. At least it wasn't a complete shut-out, which it could have easily been.
This should be a picture of BoyChild scoring for the first time this season. It didn't work out that way. He is #68 here, they had to change jerseys because the other team was also black and yellow. This caused MAJOR trouble for the coaches, because none of them bothered to make a list of the number switches and most of the boys had no idea what their "new" numbers were.
The other team was filled with really good sports. I was so glad when the other coach stepped in and helped our team. I'm sure our coaches weren't. There were so many little mistakes caused by them our team really didn't have a chance. Apparently no one on the coaching staff knows how to count (or to listen to the parents when they are ALL screaming things like "too many kids" "coach, we've got 13 out there!"). They also don't know what defer means, which is fine, but don't yell at the refs when it is your mistake.... especially when the refs tried to guide you into making the correct decision!
Now onto the BigMama part of the day. My dear husband found out that Savannah has a roller derby team, and since he always thought it was fake in the same way t.v. wrestling is fake, he HAD to check it out himself. Everyone should already guess that -I- loved it. BoyChild did not. He was completely disturbed that "they are all wearing THONGS!" I guess I should be glad my 10 year old doesn't really know what a thong is; but we tried to explain to him that some day he will enjoy skimpily dressed ladies. He flat out refuses to believe this.
The camera was dying so our pictures are terrible. That is a wing of a Jeerleader (heee) in one of them. You can see much better pictures here, including some of us watching. (page 2, pictures 4,7, and 20) There is a particularly tall player named Mt. KillaJamma... her number is 6'1 (stop laughing my friends will height-blessed kids, that is VERY tall here!). I told FirstBorn that it's a shame her derby name was already taken. She rolled her eyes, but was later overheard asking her father how old you had to be to join. Lord help us all, she would actually be very good at this.
As we were leaving we heard/saw some RC cars. It turns out it was some sort of big championships. I don't know, but what I did find out is that it is VERY serious business and people can be pretty hurt when hit in the head with a flying car. Also, people who are working at the event will very nicely tell you that you are standing in the exact spot where someone got head-slammed by a car the night before. Thanks crazy-fast little car people! BoyChild was much more impressed by this than the derby. Thank goodness they don't drive their RC cars in "thongs". In addition to really freaking out my son; I'm pretty sure some nasty wheel burn could happen!
Speaking of very nice people. On our way home I got a call on my cellphone, turns out some AWESOME roller derby fan had found Pop's phone when it dropped out of a huge hole in his pocket. We hadn't even noticed it was missing! Amazing day, made more amazing by strangers!
sounds like a fun day out! roller derby would defenetly be interesting!!!
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