The only time I went off at a wrestling match was when this kid pinned my son, but mushed his head at the end of the match and tried to whisper "bitch"...
But we all heard him on the side of the mat.
Now, in context, my son has given me endless challenges in getting into fights and us going back n forth about if he was in the right.... It just is what it is, another reason I waited to get him into sports...I needed him to be more mature and coachable... Cuz he's a lot... Any way... My son, the tough guy, loses a match. Gets pinned... But the mushing, calling him a bitch, if I'm not standing right there, my son is 100% swinging on this kid immediately... But he looks at me like "Dad?"
So I walk on to the mat, and the ref looks at me, and I'm like bruh, did you not just hear that kid call my son a bitch?!
And the kid, his dad, and his coach tried to protest that he didn't .. And the parents and entire sideline of unrelated parents and families all started arguing back and it was getting kinda hot, and I was like
Naw, stop, stop, stop, we all heard him... Now what we not bout to do is go back in forth... We going to teach accountability, teach sportsmanship, and teach these kids how to handle situations like the professionals we want them to be.... Cuz I promise you (and then I used my deep nigga voice) AIN'T NO BITCHES OVER HERE!
The two kids shook hands, the ref held up the other kid hand. They shook the other coaches hands... And everybody had their day.
And I told my son... All you gotta do is wrestle, don't let no kids get in your head...I got your back regardless.
So I mean, I know it's niggas in here who hate my stories... Like I gotta main character complex or whatever the fuck... But I'm just telling my story. You ain't gotta coach your kids angry just to let them know you passionate. But a lotta these adults be wilding