Attention Rednecks! (Southern, subtitled in English)
Herritage not hate, that is why I bother. Now listen ya'll, I ain't gonna but say this but once, so pay some attention here:
I don't pretend to understand dem dar team sports. But I respect dem recreational / church teams for bringing folks together to blow off some steam and have a good time in the fresh air. This ain't the big leagues though ya'll. Old, young, fit, and unfit, are all thrown in together to have a good time and not a thing more. Iffin ya'll only care about winning, you might be in the wrong place. Iffin, ya'll think its a'right to shove a lady around, you're dead wrong, but for the sake of argument lets just say it wuz. You'd better make good and damn sure the lady you're pushing around ain't playing professional women's football. Boy, you will get your ass stomped. Now one of ya'll learned this the hard way one county over, over the weekend. I reckon you deserve what ye got considering it ain't never proper to hit a lady, but for the sake of the rest of ya, I figured I'd better jest let the rest of ya'll know. Don't be that boy who got his ass whupped by a woman. Dat's a shame you jest ain't gonna get over. You want to be dat boy at the family reunion won't nobody share a beer wid on account of you not being a man anymore? I think not.
Let that there be a lesson fer ya.
(English)
As my place of birth makes me a gentleman of the southern variety I felt it necessary to tell you all of something that occured nearby this weekend so you might find a lesson of value in it.
By my very nature, the concept of team sport escapes me. However, I feel a great deal of respect for those who spend their nights and weekends in the persuit of these sports through recreational and church leagues. One unfortunate aspect of blending the old, young, tallented and untallented into a single team is the differences in expectations. Most play to relieve anxiety, and get exercise. Sadly there are always some, often with youth and talent on their side who look at these outings as some sort of battle that must be won. These expectations run counter to the spirit of recreational play and at times competitive minded people might find themselves at odds with coaches and teammates. With mixed gender, this can create a larger problem, as certain types of competitive men may choose intimidation and violence over diplomacy and tact when dealing with their frustrations. Over the weekend, a rather overbearing man found himself at odds with a woman in a leadership role on one of the teams. Though she tried her best, first to explain her decisions, and later to have the gentleman in question removed from the area of play, she discovered that there could be no peaceful resolution. Their idologies were too different, and his personality too strong to accept her role as leader. In the end, push came to shove and the southern male in question after physical contact, threatened the innocent woman with upraised fist. An odious act in and of itself to threaten the fairer sex with physical harm. Reprehensible! She had no recourse but to protect herself. It seemed that training from her primary sport, American Football, was serendipitous. In the end, the aggressor was defeated and order was restored. At no small cost to the brigand's self esteem, I should add! I would not be surprised to hear that his family and close friends would ridicule him openly or even shun him entirely for his despicable behavior.
I hope others who hear this story will think strongly about choosing a more noble path than this poor oaf.
