Last night’s game reminded me of a scene in a movie when the wimpy kid is tired of being pushed around by the jock and has finally worked up enough courage to say enough is enough and dares to take him on, even though it’s the most foolish thing in the world.
He decides he is going to go big or go home, so he throws the first punch, hoping to reel the guy. And it’s a good punch. It lands squarely. Only, it doesn’t even phase the guy.
All it does is anger him.
And then for the next few minutes the jock proceeds to pummel the wimpy kid over and over and over again in front of the entire school.
That was last night’s game.
That’s what it reminded me of.