What this has to do with the story I have no idea other than he didn't play like himself the first half of the game because he was TIRED!!!
Toward the end of the game Kota collides with another boy on the field and they both go down to the ground. The coaches come out from both teams to check on them. Joel is sitting beside me and is ready to get up and go out on the field to check on him but I assure him Kota wouldn't want him out there so we stay in our chairs. I have learned one thing about my boys...........if they get hurt the last thing you do is run on to the field to check on them. So here we are being good parents sitting on the sidelines watching with all the other parents as the other boy gets up but Kota is still on the ground. We sit and wait and wait and wait. He doesn't get up but the coaches don't call us over so we keep our cool. Finally I've had all I can take and get up, take the long dreaded walk over to the other end of the field to check on my youngest and always precious son. As I get close to him he gets up, everyone starts to clap for him, I look at him and say like any loving mother would...."Are you ok?" He looks at me and between gritted teeth he says to me "Go sit down". He's not happy I have made the long walk and embarassed him. So I hang my head, cover my eyes and try to hurry off the field in hopes I haven't made a fool of myself. As I am walking in front of all the parents I tell them I have been ordered off the field by a 10 yr. old. They all clap for me now as I find my rightful seat on the sidelines, cover up with my blanket and try to blend in with the crowd. I told the coach from now on he will have to call me onto the field if Kota gets hurt cause I have learned my lesson!
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