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Protect the Precious Snowflakes!

Absolute idiocy…

Beachwood has cancelled its annual 4th of July Rec League All-Star Game for 9 to 12 year olds.

In a letter to coaches, Assistant Recreation Supervisor Frank Vicchiarelli announced that the decades old tradition would end because certain kids were being singled out as better players than others.

Hey, dumbass, that’s why it’s called an “All Star” game.

Beachwood says the tournament at the end of the season will continue, and that’s the time to emphasize competitiveness.

Great logic there, skippy; it’s okay to say, “all the guys on the team that wins the tourney are better than the rest of the whole damn league!” but pointing out individual players who excel, from across the entire league, is somehow gonna hurt the kids who can’t hit, run or pitch for shit’s feelings, so the one-shot All Star game has got to go???

You’re an idiot. You think the kids whose feelings you think you’re protecting don’t already know who the better/best players in the league are? The more likely answer is some asshat parents were pissed off that their precious snowflakes couldn’t make the cut, so they demanded you save THEM–not the kids–from being embarrassed.

Critics of the cancellation say it’s not necessary and players who excel should be given a showcase. As in life, they point out, there are always winners and losers.

But Engh says that kind of competitiveness belongs in older kids, not players at this level. He says 9 to 12 year olds need to build their self confidence, and many sign up to play baseball at this age just to have fun.

How the bloody hell do you think those older kids learn to be competitive? Look, I began playing Little League ball at that age(10), and it wasn’t pretty most of the time. I also concurrently played Pee Wee hockey, where I was making chumps out of kids my age, and going toe to toe with kids much older than I was in non-league games. They waived me to play in the older age bracket the following season, because the league realized it was ridiculous keeping me in my age group.

I continued playing baseball for a few more years, and it remained a sometimes comical effort (I couldn’t hit for shit most of the time), but I did get better… “competent,” if you ignored my batting. It drove me nuts that I couldn’t figure out how to hit when I could do anything I goddamn wanted with a hockey stick.

So baseball was left behind.

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