Those weren't my words. I just happened to be in the right place, at the right time with my video camera.
While I still use my video camera to capture Kaden's moments during a soccer game, the footage has also doubled as evidence. I've been dealing with a few issues with the soccer league and thought it would be best to let the actions speak louder than my words. For once, I was the silent one. The story taking place was beside me.
A parent from the opposing team was working our side of the field as a linesman. For those of you who don't know what one is, this is the definition according to About.com:
In professional soccer there are two linesmen whose job it is to call offsides, throw-ins and help the referee make decisions. Carrying a flag to signal their observations, linesmen must monitor the sidelines and goal lines and flag if the ball goes out of play, signalling which team the goal kick or throw-in should be awarded to.It's not really something you want to volunteer for if you want to watch the game like the average spectator does. You have to be focused on the game's plays so that you can make the right call for both teams. If not, it could get messy.
A key aspect of their job is deciding whether a ball has crossed the goal line between the posts when the call is marginal.
I'm on the sideline, recording in anticipation because it looks like the team is about to score a goal. To the right of me I can hear a bit of conversation taking place. And it wasn't so pleasant.
Here's the back story:
A woman, who I'll call Mother of the Ref, was watching her son officiate the game. I'm not sure if it was his first one or not, but he seemed rather young. She thought the linesman was a little into the game, and suggested he get off the field. It didn't go so well.
Mother of the Ref.: "Back up off the field there ref...all the way off. C'mon dude.You're way too in."
Linesman: "There's too many people in there."
Mother of the Ref.: "Well tell them to move back then."
Linesman: "No, I'm fine. Thank you."
Mother of the Ref.: "No really, you're not."
Linesman: "I'm fine. Thank you."
Mother of the Ref.: "You know you're volunteering (inaudible) ...back up."
Then, the $hit hits the fan. He's had enough and turns to confront her.
Linesman: "Excuse me. I'm done! Thank you....Jesus Christ!"
Oh no. He. Didn't!
Yes. He. Did.
Mother of the Ref.: "It's my son you're helping."
Linesman: "I'm not helping anyone...so SHUT THE HELL UP!" He takes off down the field.
Oh no. He. Didn't!
Yes. He. Did.
This soccer season has been a bit of a roller coaster. Having come off a season where I felt my son has been purposely targeted in most games, I was a bit skeptical as to how the season would turn out.
Let's just say, it didn't let me down.
The real reason I posted this video is to show the double standard that's involved with sports. Kaden's dad gets a bit unruly during the games, but it's mostly for bogus or lack of calls from the referee. Everyone looks at him like he's crazy, when the person they should be watching is me– Mama Bear.
I guess some people have taken notice, considering the fact they thought he was arguing with me. Even my own son thought the same thing. Luckily, it wasn't me this time. Sorry sideline. I wasn't going to give you a show that easily.
If Ian had done this, he would have been reported by someone on that sideline. And the way I'm feeling at the moment, it could have come from either side.
I have bigger fights to fight though. I'll just put this one out there to make an example of this guy...and for a bit of enjoyment. I say this because you have to laugh at a person who thinks that Jesus and hell go good together.