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I finished coaching my boys soccer team not too long ago. It was an interesting couple months. 9th grade boys can be giant shits. They are so incredibly different from 9th grade girls, it's like a different species of life in the universe. As long as I wasn't trying to compel them to do something different from what they were naturally doing (goofing off and screwing around having fun with their buddies, giving each other endless shit, trying to one-up each other...), they were cool. I liked talking to them and messing around a little. But god, try and push them in some other direction in which you were trying to accomplish something different, and it was like trying to climb a glass sky scraper with nothing but a couple suction cups attached to your arms. I can't say I'm that sad the season is done. In stark contrast, I show up to practice with my freshmen girls and they are like god's divine light shining down on earth. Ok, not really, but it feels like it at times. Where do boys come from? Hell, all you read about these days is how much they are struggling, how lost the gender is in our world. I can see why. I don't think it is their fault. The female gender seems to constantly prove to me that they are the superior sex on this planet. Probably not inherent in their genes, but whatever combination of psycho-social factors we grow up with makes the difference. This is a generalization, and there are always exceptions. I made a new friend. Those that know me may be surprised to hear that this person is a guy. Lol... He's really cool. I met him at a soccer coaching course. We started hanging out around soccer. As we started to talk, it's interesting how much we have in common outside of soccer. He's a real person, has thought a lot about the world, has read a lot... Rare. Post a comment in response: |
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