Soccer kids get participation trophies. Parents don’t call them losers when they lose games. They call them winners for trying hard, even if they miss the ball when they kick at it. Or when they strike out for eighth eighteenth time in a row. I mean, who really counts right?
Our saving grace is competitive sports. Played by guys and gals whose blood isn’t running through our veins. That’s where we can channel those unspoken frustrations. So we can yell at them. Hold them to higher standards. AND CALL THEM LOSERS WHEN THEY LOSE.
We hold it in when it’s our kid.