Friday night..and some awkwardness!

Okay, so I am going to talk about football - but if you can hang in there..I am also going to talk about something a little personal and awkward...
Well, The Wimberley Texans are now 4-0 with a mind blowing win over the Sealy Tigers last Friday night. The Texans dominated the game...and just when we thought it was over....i.e. the score was 31-17 with less than 2 minutes in the fourth quarter, we fumbled the ball on their goal line. THEY RECOVERED, then promptly scored making the score 31 - 24 with 1:03 on the game clock. We all knew it was coming, and if you know anything about football - you know what is coming...that's right - the dreaded onside kick. And so it came...and THEY RECOVERED the ball on their own 46 yard line. YIKES!!! 50 seconds left on the clock. They moved the ball quickly, got the first down, continued to move down the field. THey were one the 8 yard line (the red zone) 22 seconds left in the game. Yup you guessed it they scored making the score 31-30. All they need to do is kick the extra point to tie the game and send us into a sudden death overtime. The first team to score is the winner of the game. But shockingly, their kicker doesn't come out - OH GOD! They are going for the two point conversion. If they get it, they are most likely going to win, because their is only 11 seconds on the clock! So they go for it...I can't watch...their fans are cheering loudly our fans are cheering loudly...I am confused, but scared to look! How can both teams be cheering. I finally look up, the referee still hasn't signaled that it is good. Bodies are being lifted up from the giant dogpile...Texans players are jumping up and down signaling that they didn't cross the thresh hold of the end zone. Tigers players are jumping up and down and signalling a touchdown...the referees are huddled together. They dissperse and the entire stadium is quiet. Not even the crickets were chirping. The main ref is ready to make his call.....NO GOOD!!! Our side of the stadium goes wild....Their side of the stadium is enraged. Their head football coach is now in the middle of the field...a yellow flag is thrown for unsportsman like conduct against the coach. the coach picks up the flag and throws it at the ref, you can see his mouth moving, and although we are all too far to hear what he is saying...we all know it isn't pleasantries. Then the coach is in the referees face and he bows up and give the ref a chest bump...immediately another yellow flag is thrown...the coach is ejected from the game and is escorted of the field by policeman. Things get under control and people realize...there is still7 seconds on the clock. Sealy is lined up at OUR 10 yard line due to the penalties their coach burdened them with and they go for another onside kick..THEY RECOVER. 5 seconds left....I am certain the hail Mary is coming....it didn't instead a pass in thrown to their lead running back. He's at the 30, the 40, the 50....Oh God...is he going to make it all the way down the field. NO...He is finally brought down at their own 42 yard line! Whew! TEXANS WIN!!!
I think I have said before, and I will say it again...our special teams needs a lot of work! After the game, we went to the coaches after party. We stayed for about an hour before heading home. Everyone was pumped up. I finally got the scoop from my dad. Apparently two of the refs said that the kids knee was down at about the one yard line and then he lunged into the end zone which is why the two point conversion was no good. Apparently Sealy's head coach got the first flag because he was warned...he wouldn't leave the field, he was making racial slurs and threats to the ref. The second flag and ejection came of course because the coach made physical contact with the ref. There was debate of whether or not my dad would ever get ejected from the game had the roles been reversed....I absolutely believe the answer is no. All the coaches agreed...the only person who did not agree was my mother! Ughhh. First of all, my father doesn't use swear words...second, he would never make racial slurs...EVER! Third, he would never ever make physical contact with a ref. Now, my dad gets caught up in the heat of the moment when he thinks a ref isn't making the right calls, and he will walk a little ways on to the field and let them know he didn't like a call...but then he promptly turns and wakls off the field (usually as he continues to mumble under his breath, LOL) My father has gotten called for unsportsman like conduct...twice. And both times it was a very heated point in the game, and both times he apologized to the team and to the parents after the game was over. My dad has been coaching football for 28 years...and never been ejected from a game...so no, even if the roles were reversed, I do Not believe my dad would behaved in the same manner that the Sealy coach did. Also, I think he should have to go before UIL, THSCA (Texas High School Coaches Association), and his own school board...because there should be no tolerance for his behavior...but that's just me. I was very proud of the Wimberley fans though. Our stadium is set up in a way in which the opposing team has to walk past us as they head to the locker room. Most of the Sealy Tigers were crying...but there was an overwhelming amount of parents, fans, and wimberley football players, that went over to some of the Tigers as they made their way to the locker room. They would tell them what an amazing job they did, what a great game it was and wished them luck in their season! I love small towns!
So here goes the personal and awkward. I lived in Wimberley and worked for the school district for three years before moving to Galveston. I started when I was 19 and left when I was 21. During that time I met a guy ( a coach) we dated, and later became engaged. Things seemed great at first, but I wasn't really happy. I was more happy about not living with my parents than I was about living with this man, Josh. It wasn't a good situation and overtime, I started to realize that I wasn't in love with him and marrying him would be the worst mistake of my life, and cruel to him. So I broke it off and moved to San Marcos for about 6 months before heading to Galveston. Well, Josh still works for my dad. He is a coach, so I knew at some point we would run into each other. He completely avoids me at all costs. At the last after party we went to, he walked into the room I was in, turned and quickly secluded himself to the outside area. He wont make eye contact with me. It is really wierd. Now I might understand his behavior, except that he is married now. Dont get me wrong...we are going to be good friends or anything like that...and yes, it is a little strange. But I think it is more strange to keep bumping in to each other, going to the same parties, and not ever speaking to each other. EVERYONE in the room knows the situation, and while some of the men act funny..the women just seem to shake it off as...lets move on! WIERD! Aren't women supposed to hang on tight to the past...and men let things go. So anyway, Friday night, I finally just decided to go for it...I said hello to him at the game. He said, Hi...and turned and walked away! I was happy that his wife was at the after party. My mom introduced her to my sister, but gave me this look like go away...WHY!??? So I sat across from her. Made conversation with her. She was lovely. When the women gathered in the kitchen we were both there and able to carry on conversation with both each other and the other women...who all know about Josh and me. Then I went outside with my sister just as some of the coaches were arriving. Josh arrived....Randi who was laughing at me for making his wife even more uncomfortable decided to join in, by saying, Hi Josh! he said Hello Randi, but said nothing to me. So before he turned the corner, I said How are you...he replied, good and walked throught the door. LOL Not, I am good how are you...just good, and then ran away. Now, I am not purposely trying to make them uncomfortable, I just figure...lets just address it and move on, so there doesn't have to be this wierdness every time we are in the same room. I am married, have two beautiful children and am happier in my life than I could have even imagined. There are no regrets that I have. I made the right choice in ending the engagement and I never even really think about it, except when I see him and he ignores me! He got married this past summer, and they seem to be really happy....so can't we just be happy that we didn't make the mistake of getting married, and we each found the right person to be with? I dont know...maybe I am looking into this too much. I just hate feeling like someone else is uncomfortable because of me. I thought maybe I just wouldn't go to the party afterwards, but my mom and dad acted as if it hurt their feelings for me not to be there! Anyway....I think I am just going to continue to make small talk, continue to say hello, and maybe one day (in 5 years) it might be ok! Anyone else ever run into an ex and his significant other because you are both still in the same circle you were in when you dated???