March 2009


I have been meaning to mention Fun Fair Positive Soccer on thesuccub.us for a while now. If you are not a Texan you may not have heard of such a thing. It’s pretty much what it sounds like.

Fun Fair Positive Soccer. Every player gets on the field, no matter how soccerly-challenged. Everybody wins! There are no losers in FFPS. Their slogan is “Soccer With a Greater Goal.” Umm.. I don’t know about you but in my day soccer only had one goal..and it was a big net looking thing.

Are you kidding with this? The reason kids need to be playing sports is not to feel like winners, unless of course they are. Organized sports exist to humiliate and destroy self-esteems. That’s how kids learn! We don’t need fake winners in life, there are real winners for that.

What happens in the real world when these FFPS trained children try and get jobs? Will they think that no matter who has an interview – everyone will get the job! What sort of permanent damage do you suppose Fun Fair Positive Soccer will have on these poor unsuspecting, children. Making them think life is good and fair and fun and stuff.

Do you think such a thing would even slightly exist in any other country other than America? We’re all winners here! Yay! let’s not even bother to try. In Japan they make their kids become Fun Fair Positive Kamakazis and no one’s complaining about that!

When I was a kid I never made one catch in after school softball and you know what? I was benched every game and I liked it!

Fair fun Positive Soccer.. ruining children.

Today, I decided that my sole reasons for living are Rob and rice cakes. Not necessarily in that order. And sometimes TV.

I think that I need to read that book ”Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.” Maybe it will help me get over caring so much about the little daily annoyances that cummulate into very big daily annoyances. Maybe I wouldn’t need to complain so much on this blog then?  

But then I fear that the “small stuff” will be rice cakes. (because they are small.. on calories!) And I totally sweat rice cakes!

If you got that play on words than kudos to you.

As breakfast is my favorite meal of the day, the thought of a heaven without breakfast is no paradise in my mind. Yet another reason why I am not a Christian.