“…Proving Praisers Right”

Could not have said it better. I can’t describe how disheartening it is to look at our team with so much enthusiasm and anticipation and hope every week only to have that balloon deflated. Well, I don’t have to describe it. I’m sure y’all know exactly what I’m talking about.

I realize that it’s almost impossible to win EVERY game. That with our conference and schedule, there will inevitably be some tough losses and that not everybody will always play up to their complete potential every single Saturday. That’s just the way it is. But dadgummit, a man can only heap praise on a team or individual for so long before, after being disappointed again and again, he begins to lose faith. It’s great to see guys and units perform the way you know down deep that they can. It’s a thrill ride. It raises one’s very being to a higher plane of existence (sad but true). But the opposite is also true. And I don’t really blame the kids. I blame the coaches, who by the way are really beginning to irritate me. I just really hope we see a vast turn around tomorrow and some real reason for excitement. For hope. For enthusiasm. Because God knows, I don’t know if I can handle another FLA thrashing. I may very well just completely lose my entire mind.