OK.
Will just remind everyone that this was a 50+ yr old man targeting a 16 yr old, in the middle of a HS game; not drunk college kids heckling a peer. This man called out multiple times to my son, got his attention, and proceeded to berate him, during a game.
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Who benefits from the advice "you gotta get thicker skin"?
It’s story time …
Heading into the last game of the season soph year my son’s team needed a win to make districts. If they lost they would tie for second and lose out by some mathematical tie breaker point system.
Down 6-3, runners on second and third. My soph son is up. He singles up the middle. It’s 6-5. He’s fast. Everyone in the park knew he was going. He got caught leaning and picked off for the first time in his life.
The dad of a senior started yelling all kinds of shite directed specifically at my son. He didn’t think about without the two rbi single he wouldn’t have been on base. I stayed calm. I already had years of not liking the guy due to youth sports boards. I let the coach handle it.
My son didn’t come out of the dugout until everyone was gone. He said it wasn’t because of the dad. It wasn’t because of parents. He felt he let his teammates down. I tossed him some LifeSavers. He laughed. That ad was on then. We went to dinner and talked about summer ball.
Then he asked me what I thought of Mr X. I turned the tables and asked him what he thought of him. My son knew of the youth sports shenanigans this father had pulled for the benefit of his kids. My son called him a jerk.
Then I told my son to forget about it. The dad was going to mouth off to the wrong person some day and get busted in the mouth. You’ll hear about it because everyone will be taking about someone finally went off on the guy.
My son and Mr X’s son made all conference. When I ran into Mr X getting coffee one morning seniors were done with school. I told him to give his son my congratulations. He grunted. He didn’t return the congrats.
Mr X’s younger son made varsity the next year. My son was “the man” those two years as the team won the conference both years. A lot of parents were constantly congratulating my son and me. I told people to congratulate my son, not me. I told them I was along for the ride. Mr X never said a word. Not even when my son committed to college ball.
Mr X could have said, “Your son sure came along way from getting picked off.” I wouldn’t have been upset. I would have agreed and thanked him. I probably would have laughed. Once a player has overcome a bad play and starred the bad moments can be looked back at and laughed about.
What happens when your son is playing college ball and an adult sportswriter rips into your son about his play for everyone to read? Part of success is thick skin and short memory.