Our First "L"

Last night we had our third flag football game, and it was real intense. We went up against a team that is as good as us, plus a couple of my housemates/best friends were on the team. it was a really good game that started out real, well, high strung. Its funny how crazy and pumped up men can get to have fun and to win a game of flag football. There was so much game planning up both sides, it was like a chess match for the whole first half. Its also funny how grown men can scream at other grown men, expect them not to yell or say anything back, and then put their hands up in the air like nothin happened. Haha, wow its funny how frustration or misunderstanding of situations can turn to anger. In the long run everything turned out fine and both teams gunned the ball all over the field (including yours truly busting a 60 yard catch and run TD) until the final play was stopped short at the 2 yard line , and we lost 13-12 so now we're 2-1. Yeah I know, its sad. I've harrrrrdly gotten over it mane.

But what I really learned last night happened after the game during devos. I learned that misunderstanding without consultation turns into frustration, and frustration eventually turns into anger when we let our human antics control our actions and thoughts. Yeah there were times both teams wanted to choke the ref and we let him know it, but that was our frustration leading to anger because of our unwillingness to realize (A) its just a game and (B) it can be resolved easier by talking and controling ourselves. Samething can be said about the minor confrontations that happened. But we're not perfect and we're dudes so we'll be bone headed during sports most of the time. I'd say its something that we all have to work on in our everyday lives and interactions.

A wise man controls his temper. He knows that anger causes mistakes. (TLB)
A patient man has great understanding, but a quick-tempered man displays folley.
Proverbs 14:29