Last season's final AYSO game. Late in the game. My son scored. The ref called offsides. I nearly got kicked out…I instantly transformed into one of "those" youth sports parents.
This season I was actually called upon to help officiate a game in a pinch. I told the head ref that I still don't get that offsides thing. He said, and I quote, "The best way I can explain it is that if you ever understand offsides completely, you need to get a life."
I've accepted that I'll never really understand soccer, let alone enjoy it as a pastime, and I chalk it all up to that asinine offsides rule. Leave it to communists to dream up something like that.
