Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Don't You Ever Tell Me How To Parent My Kids
I'm still a ways off from even entertaining the thought of children but you better believe when I do I'll never let anyone tell me how to parent them, especially some rent a cop at a Dodgers game. If I wanna toss my kid aside for a chance at a souvenir then that's my prerogative. If the second he learns to walk I show him where the beer shelf in the fridge is and he becomes a beer fetching robot then well, good for me. Don't forget the koozie son. Or if I wanna teach him to throw a nasty 12 to 6 bender that no one in little league can touch and he subsequently blows out his rotator cuff before the 5th grade then that's my problem. All I know is there are countless moments throughout each day to be a good dad to your kids, but you only get a real good shot at a foul ball once or twice in your life. You and you alone should be able to make that call.
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my dad bulldozed my sister at a cubs game last year in efforts to catch a foul. she nearly ate cement, it was awesome. this guy clearly did his daughter a favor. had he not dropped her, she would have had a mouthful of baseball.
ReplyDeletelittle girl had a better chance at catching the ball than this limp wrist bastard. forget the crime in dropping your kid, catch the ball!!!
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