From “We can’t play” to “Do the griddy!”
We had our 3rd flag football game today. The other team marched down the field and scored on the very first drive. 7–0. “This is gonna be a long day” I whispered under my breath. Next play, their kid straight up tackles our best player (Ryan). He’s hurt. Crying. Out of the game. The very next play? One of OUR players tackles his own teammate. He’s hurt too. Leaves the field. We’re down to 4 players in a 5-on-5 league. I’m pissed. I tell the refs we can’t play. The other coach lends us a kid….




