My internal debate:

Why can’t I be an asshole without feeling guilty?

Setting: Baseball tournament. Denton, TX.

Saturday, we played this one particular team. This team contains a couple of kids that my son goes to school with. They are the “elite” team, all hand selected. They are NINE. Anyway.

We were winning 6-1. The coach of this other team, is throwing a fit like a big baby on every single call. I believe he is about to stroke out. (I suspect that this coach was a very mediocre baseball player, and thus lives his life through his kid. Pathetic.) They end up coming back and winning.

Fast forward, to Sunday. We are the last seed in the tourney, and of course, they are the first. We have to play them again first thing Sunday morning.  We bat first, go 3 up, 3 down.

The other team comes up to bat and goes up. By a lot.

By the time they are up 12-0, I think it’s time to stop acting so ridiculas. Stop stealing every base, and stop being so aggressive and so crazy about calls. One of our parents go over and says something to their coaches about it. Their response? “Welcome to tournament baseball. Ya’ll don’t belong here.”

I may or may not have LOST. IT. I called this other mother (who I know and have spoken to a few times) “Miss Bragadocio*” and asked her how she was okay with they way her coaches were running the game. I felt that they were teaching their kids that winning is everything. I was pretty ugly. I admit it.

So, now today, why do I feel guilty about being an asshole. I feel as if I need to make an effort to find her phone number and call her to apologize.

Seriously, WHY can’t I just be an asshole and be done with it.

Help.

*In my defense, she is a “Jane”. Her kids are perfect. You are always left feeling as if you and your kids are sub-par after talking to her.