The first time I went to an AFL game I remember tugging on my husbands shirt and whispering loudly: “Are they allowed to do that?”
He assured me that they were. That these 7-year-old children were indeed not only allowed to tackle each other, roughly and with force but that it was also actively encouraged that they give their opponents a bit of a “good hearted” shove during play.
I then asked my husband, “But what if he gets hit in the head?” He just looked at me and shrugged.
This, as a mother who has done everything in her power over the last seven years to keep her son OUT of harms way, made my spidey senses tingle. Yet apparently this just makes me “overprotective“.
I’ll admit here, I’m relatively new to the whole “sport as a religion” thing. I don’t come from a long line of professional sportsmen or women or even a family that was remotely interested in sport. However, that didn’t stop me from attempting to integrate my first two children into the soccer/netball/karate/softball scenes at various times during their lives, although mostly without success.
My third child, in contrast, is a totally different animal. It was like he was born kicking a football, with the game of AFL now consuming his every waking hour and thought. Which brings me back to the headgear, or lack thereof.
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My husband played footy (AFL) professionally for 10 years. We have 3 sons and I am 'gently encouraging' them to play soccer.
The question I first asked was "why on earth are all these parents standing on the sidelines screaming at the kids and refs"?