Thank you! While recognizing that this is a terrible movie in every way, I saw it on HBO and wound up watching it twice last week.
DH and I could relate to so much of the ridiculous stuff in the movie - the A/B team hierarchy, our worries about damaging our precious snowflake's psyche, timing our kids' playing time, the all consuming preoccupation during tryout season, and the anger you feel when a coach is berating your kid. And why did I ever say that a nine year old girl "sucked at soccer?" What is wrong with me? I am a normally compassionate person who has been to the brink of madness. So glad to be done with those early years of insanity.
I kept seeing glimpses of myself in these characters, and began muttering, "God, I hate myself" over and over. Thanks for giving me more reasons to hate myself. Not only have I been a crazy soccer mom, but now I love this awful, poorly produced movie.
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