I experienced this in High School. I played Ice hockey since 2nd grade for a city league in Connecticut and started playing Freshman football when I got to HS for a few weeks and one of my former Hockey team mates that was older became our school hockey coach came to find me and said " Hey Frenchy do you want to play freshman football or varsity hockey?" I walked off the field the next day.
Our city league was brutal. The 6 to 8th graders could probably destroy most High School teams in the state. They just had more experience
So, our first game of the season was coming up. I didn't think anything of it because where I was used to playing we never had an audience just a few parents. I show up and the rink is packed. I lace up and hit the ice. There's cheerleaders on both sides and puss all over the place but I really didn't care at that point it was just another day on the job.
I got benched for a while. The coach let the seniors play and left us few ex team mates wait until we were losing then he unleashed us all at once and we destroyed.
Next day at school...
My locker was covered with paper hockey sticks with all the cheerleaders names on them and I had a pile of hand written notes stuffed in my locker vent. Do you like her or her etc. I pounded out as much as I could until the gossip/drama got so far out of control that I had to start dating outside of my school for a few months.
Our city league was brutal. The 6 to 8th graders could probably destroy most High School teams in the state. They just had more experience
So, our first game of the season was coming up. I didn't think anything of it because where I was used to playing we never had an audience just a few parents. I show up and the rink is packed. I lace up and hit the ice. There's cheerleaders on both sides and puss all over the place but I really didn't care at that point it was just another day on the job.
I got benched for a while. The coach let the seniors play and left us few ex team mates wait until we were losing then he unleashed us all at once and we destroyed.
Next day at school...
My locker was covered with paper hockey sticks with all the cheerleaders names on them and I had a pile of hand written notes stuffed in my locker vent. Do you like her or her etc. I pounded out as much as I could until the gossip/drama got so far out of control that I had to start dating outside of my school for a few months.