Dodgeball. Ah, great game. For about 3 years, after every Troop meeting the kids in my Troop played dodgeball for about 20 or 30 minutes before they went home. Then, one night, the Webelos Scouts came to visit, and brought their parents. Including the mothers. Said mothers freaked out when they saw the dodgeball game. "They throw the ball so hard! Someone will get hurt!" One of them started screaming at me. One kid did get hit in the head, but he wasn't in the game. His mom had kept him out because she though the game was too dangerous, so he was on the sidelines and was not watching the game. If he'd been in the game, he probably wouldn't have gotten hurt. So, the mothers put the word out that we had a dangerous, undisciplined Troop and I'm still having problems over it.
And what I want to know is, WHERE THE HELL ARE THE FATHERS ON THIS? Some of them were there! Why don't they tell their wives, "Cool it! The kids will be fine! Let them play." Drives me nuts. I've always got to pander to the mothers because half the fathers never say a word to them.
Dodgeball. Ah, great game Incredibly egalitarian, if you think about it. You always want to target the best kids first, rather than aiming for the slow, dumpy ones. I seem to remember most dodgeball games in my youth coming down to some of the slower kids, and having everyone else cheer them on at the end.