It's SPORTS!
It's what you do.
Amen.
Here’s the one of the good things sports can do - the team (or athlete) that gets whooped can be inspired to try harder. And the day they avenge a loss, win a championship, etc. - in some ways it’s a greater victory. It means more.
It’s the stuff a participation trophy doesn’t give you.
You must keep scoring, because ties within the group are broken by such things as goals for and against. So you score 50 if you can, because if you're tied at the end of group stage with some other teams record, it eventually comes down to scores vs common opponents. Other teams are going to blow out Thailand. So you must keep scoring.
BUT, after about 6 goals, you don't really celebrate, because you have respect for the other team.
If I played soccer against a bunch of 3rd graders, I am going to wipe them out. But I'm not going to act like every goal I score is a great accomplishment.
Beating Thailand was no accomplishment. Once you get to 6 or so, you continue to crush them with goals because you must, but you don't really celebrate. It would be kind of like knocking out a frail elderly woman and pumping your fists in the air in triumph.
In their defense, some of these scorers were in their first World Cup match, and since the score was only 3 nill at the half - still a game, the coach probably never had a real chance to tell them 'cut the celebrations - have some class.'
In the end I land against the US women's team. It was pretty pitiful, they should acknowledge that the totally lost control and class, and just move on. It was a sad show of character.
You must keep scoring, because ties within the group are broken by such things as goals for and against. So you score 50 if you can, because if you're tied at the end of group stage with some other teams record, it eventually comes down to scores vs common opponents. Other teams are going to blow out Thailand. So you must keep scoring.
BUT, after about 6 goals, you don't really celebrate, because you have respect for the other team.
If I played soccer against a bunch of 3rd graders, I am going to wipe them out. But I'm not going to act like every goal I score is a great accomplishment.
Beating Thailand was no accomplishment. Once you get to 6 or so, you continue to crush them with goals because you must, but you don't really celebrate. It would be kind of like knocking out a frail elderly woman and pumping your fists in the air in triumph.
In their defense, some of these scorers were in their first World Cup match, and since the score was only 3 nill at the half - still a game, the coach probably never had a real chance to tell them 'cut the celebrations - have some class.'
In the end I land against the US women's team. It was pretty pitiful, they should acknowledge that the totally lost control and class, and just move on. It was a sad show of character.