Rival parents need to pick a side

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This weekend, my 11 year old son's team had a baseball game against one of their biggest rivals and the strangest thing happened: a set of parents from the opposing side sat right in the middle of our group, next to me.

At first, everyone assumed they were out-of-town relatives of someone on our team, but as the game went on and they became more and more vocal, it was obvious they weren't part of our group at all. They knew all the names of our opponents and offered a non-stop stream of loud encouragement and "helpful" suggestions for the umpire. At one point, one of our players was beaned in the head by a wild pitch and fell to the ground. While the rest us were creating a vacuum in the atmosphere with our collective horrified gasping intake of air, the husband of the couple said, "Well, he should have got out of the way!"

I've always been proud that our team parents are (for the most part) not the rude or obnoxious type. They don't taunt or insult the umpires, behave rudely to the other coaches or players, and if someone in our stands acts up, they are quickly straightened out by someone in the group. That is the main reason this man didn't get a knuckle sandwich for blaming the kid on the ground (that we still didn't know how badly was injured) for the accidental lobotomy. (Well, that and the injured boy's father wasn't there and the mother didn't hear it.) Had it been a different group there easily could have been a brawl. I didn't hit the guy, but I say, "There's NO getting away from a ball that's aimed at your head, dude." We gave each other the stink eye until I joined the other parents who had reassembled on the other side of the bleachers, leaving the couple alone in a sea of abandoned lawn chairs.

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AdviceMama Says:
Start by teaching him that it is safe to do so.