Mindscape

HOLY SH!T THIS IS A RANT

I AM SO UNBELIEVABLY ANGRY RIGHT NOW. LIKE GOODNESS I WANT TO SCREAM INTO THE VOID AND PUNCH SOMETHING REALLY HARD AND KICK A WALL OR SOMETHING. I HAVE MADE SO MANY TYPOS I AM SO ANGRY BUT I CORRECTED THEM ALL BECAUSE THE GRAMMAR NAZI WITHIN ME IS STRONG. I AM TREMBLING WITH BARELY CONTAINED RAGE.

My sweet, sweet, adorable, perfect-in-every-way, holy-cow-I-love-this-kid, angelic cousin Cooper has quit high school football today. It's his senior year. He still loves the game, and is really, really good at it, but he was driven to quit by his horrible coaches. He plays wide receiver, but the receiving coach is terribly racist against white people and would barely let him play. The head coach is no better, and screamed at him when he asked what he could do better to be able to play more.

His team had a game last Friday, and he was benched the whole game while underclassmen where chosen to play ahead of him. And no, I'm not angry that he didn't play because he's family and I'm selfish for him, I'm angry because he deserves to play and doesn't get to. He's the best receiver on the team and works harder than anyone else but his douchebag of a coach won't play him because he's white. We know the coach is racist because he was also my cousin Julian's coach a few years ago and wouldn't play him for the same reason. My cousin Julian is seriously amazing, I swear that kid will go pro one day, he's already being scouted by private schools and he's just in seventh grade.

But I digress.

What makes me so angry is that this was exactly how I was treated playing soccer in high school. Not the racism thing but the 'not playing seniors' thing. I don't give half a fig that I didn't play, but when I comes to family, like my brother or my cousins, the last thing I want is for them to experience anything similar. My heart burns with anger just thinking about it. And it made my favorite amazing cousin cry. This boy never cries. I can count on one hand the amount of times I've seen him cry, and he's seventeen.

I just want to go to his house and go to those coaches and rip them a new one. I want to make them regret the day they decided it was okay to abuse my precious cousin. I really want to go hug that sweet boy.

I know he's really disappointed, but he's also kind of relieved. He doesn't have to deal with his shitty coaches anymore and now he has more time to spend with his family and his girlfriend. It just makes me so angry that he had to be pushed to his limit.