Written after the first brawl (It's MY blog after all)
Seven players got suspended for one tournament after that ugly brawl in the Aboitiz Champions league.
One tournament and we all hear these grumbles and all. The ref was wrong, they should have provided security during the match, this player should have been red carded, blah..blah..blah.
You hear too many things, but never this “I’m sorry, what I did was wrong, I accept the sanction and I regret my actions.”
Simple, profound and effective.
Instead, what we have are “itstheirfault” stories.
They brawled and got suspended for one tournament, which for me is a slap in the wrist. They’re lucky that they got away with it. Methinks the sanction should have been longer, they should have been banned for a year at least from any form of football.
So they blamed faulty officiating for the brawl. The most stupid excuse I have ever heard.
My high school coach never had the technical know how, but he was good in a lot of things. During the half time break of one heated match against an out of towner, when we were surrounded by a squad of marines (Heck you want stories about rivalries?) we told him that we were getting beat on the field and the ref was doing nothing about it.
He told us, “So? That’s not an excuse to fight back. Just play football, if you get roughed up, and the foul isn’t called, let me do the shouting. It’s my job, if you retaliate, you’re off the team.”
We played meekly and lost miserably, but I think we came out the better players. A few years after that game, we became friends with that team and they apologized for their misdeeds. “Pasensya na bay, kabalo man gud mi na pabor sa amo ang ref.”
A year before that, we were facing the same team in the provincial finals in their own turf, and we had to beat them twice. The matches were so heated two of our guys were sent to the hospital.
It was the start of an ugly rivalry that lasted for five years and saw a single player getting rushed to the hospital every time we met.
The first game we won, 2-0, but it was tough, and we are talking about secondary school football! When our striker scored the second goal, a split second later he was tackled viciously and broke his shin in two places. No foul. Guy was rushed to the hospital by our teachers (we had no medics then)
That afternoon, (the second game was the next day) another striker, who was drinking water off a pump well (I came from the province remember) got beaten up by four guys using pipes and baseball bats. Second guy we rushed to the hospital.
The night before the finals, we told our coach, we won’t show up. They are playing dirty. We have no security. (It was a DECS now DepEd meet)
Our coach would have none of that. Do you want them to beat us before we face them? Let us show them that they can not beat us. Let’s show up tomorrow, but I have a plan…
So we talked about his plan and we all agreed it was better.
Day of the final, we showed up, warmed up and limbered. All the while, eyeing the other team, showing that they didn’t scare us. Heck one guy even overdid it, shouting, “Mao na ni, bawos na ta!” Of course they were rattled, it was their turf, and we had the guts to say that. Of course, we never planned to do what they thought we would do.
Game time, they got ball possession, and the “letsseewhoblinksfirst” contest started. But as planned, we didn’t move. Not a single one of us.
So they rushed, attacked our goal, took a shot, and our keeper moved to the side. Letting it in.
They were happy and celebrating, heck we even clapped them. “Nice goal!” Still smiling, we had ball possession and promptly gave it up, again they scored and the few smart ones on their team were already on our plans.
In the sideline, our coach was already approaching the other side, for the congratulatory hand shake. We knew what he was saying, “You didn’t beat us, we let you win.”
As one, we got off the field while singing our silly hearts out, “We are the champions!” So they beat us, but we won.
The next time we met, they brought that squad of marines for security,
Faulty officiating? No security on the field? Heck, that’s no excuse. How come we never heard these complaints before? How come they didn’t ask the CFA for security in the very first game?
How come they didn’t ask the CFA then for security during the brawls I witnessed in 1997 and 2000. Was it because nobody got sanctioned? Faulty officiating? How come they didn’t question the guy who gets to be the center referee in every single game from 8 in the morning until the last game.
You have to question how winded and how aware he is with the number of games he officiated, unless he goes by the name Clark Kent.
How come they ask these questions after the fact – people brawled in a football game.
So the CFA gave them a slap in the wrist. And they complained.
Damn.
Here’s an unsolicited advice for the CebuFA, if they want to avoid these things. Give them what they deserve. Sure there is an automatic one game suspension for every red card, but that’s not enough. For every red card, each player must be made to pay 1000 before he gets to play again, the coach must pay P2000 and the owner P3000.
And as further punishment, the player must be made to trim the grass on the field.
Make the sanctions so tough, they’d think twice about hitting another player. I’ve been on the field a few times, I’ve been roughed up a few times, we’ve been a victim of too many damn faulty officiating, but we never brawled.
I learned a long time ago, that getting even, (In football I mean, matters of the heart are something else) is not the best option.
There is no excuse for fighting. You don’t beat up the stupid prick who cuts you in traffic right? You can only curse and hope he gets caught by enforcers, because if you give him the beating he deserves, you get jailed.
Why then would you fight just because the ref didn’t call the foul?
One tournament and we all hear these grumbles and all. The ref was wrong, they should have provided security during the match, this player should have been red carded, blah..blah..blah.
You hear too many things, but never this “I’m sorry, what I did was wrong, I accept the sanction and I regret my actions.”
Simple, profound and effective.
Instead, what we have are “itstheirfault” stories.
They brawled and got suspended for one tournament, which for me is a slap in the wrist. They’re lucky that they got away with it. Methinks the sanction should have been longer, they should have been banned for a year at least from any form of football.
So they blamed faulty officiating for the brawl. The most stupid excuse I have ever heard.
My high school coach never had the technical know how, but he was good in a lot of things. During the half time break of one heated match against an out of towner, when we were surrounded by a squad of marines (Heck you want stories about rivalries?) we told him that we were getting beat on the field and the ref was doing nothing about it.
He told us, “So? That’s not an excuse to fight back. Just play football, if you get roughed up, and the foul isn’t called, let me do the shouting. It’s my job, if you retaliate, you’re off the team.”
We played meekly and lost miserably, but I think we came out the better players. A few years after that game, we became friends with that team and they apologized for their misdeeds. “Pasensya na bay, kabalo man gud mi na pabor sa amo ang ref.”
A year before that, we were facing the same team in the provincial finals in their own turf, and we had to beat them twice. The matches were so heated two of our guys were sent to the hospital.
It was the start of an ugly rivalry that lasted for five years and saw a single player getting rushed to the hospital every time we met.
The first game we won, 2-0, but it was tough, and we are talking about secondary school football! When our striker scored the second goal, a split second later he was tackled viciously and broke his shin in two places. No foul. Guy was rushed to the hospital by our teachers (we had no medics then)
That afternoon, (the second game was the next day) another striker, who was drinking water off a pump well (I came from the province remember) got beaten up by four guys using pipes and baseball bats. Second guy we rushed to the hospital.
The night before the finals, we told our coach, we won’t show up. They are playing dirty. We have no security. (It was a DECS now DepEd meet)
Our coach would have none of that. Do you want them to beat us before we face them? Let us show them that they can not beat us. Let’s show up tomorrow, but I have a plan…
So we talked about his plan and we all agreed it was better.
Day of the final, we showed up, warmed up and limbered. All the while, eyeing the other team, showing that they didn’t scare us. Heck one guy even overdid it, shouting, “Mao na ni, bawos na ta!” Of course they were rattled, it was their turf, and we had the guts to say that. Of course, we never planned to do what they thought we would do.
Game time, they got ball possession, and the “letsseewhoblinksfirst” contest started. But as planned, we didn’t move. Not a single one of us.
So they rushed, attacked our goal, took a shot, and our keeper moved to the side. Letting it in.
They were happy and celebrating, heck we even clapped them. “Nice goal!” Still smiling, we had ball possession and promptly gave it up, again they scored and the few smart ones on their team were already on our plans.
In the sideline, our coach was already approaching the other side, for the congratulatory hand shake. We knew what he was saying, “You didn’t beat us, we let you win.”
As one, we got off the field while singing our silly hearts out, “We are the champions!” So they beat us, but we won.
The next time we met, they brought that squad of marines for security,
Faulty officiating? No security on the field? Heck, that’s no excuse. How come we never heard these complaints before? How come they didn’t ask the CFA for security in the very first game?
How come they didn’t ask the CFA then for security during the brawls I witnessed in 1997 and 2000. Was it because nobody got sanctioned? Faulty officiating? How come they didn’t question the guy who gets to be the center referee in every single game from 8 in the morning until the last game.
You have to question how winded and how aware he is with the number of games he officiated, unless he goes by the name Clark Kent.
How come they ask these questions after the fact – people brawled in a football game.
So the CFA gave them a slap in the wrist. And they complained.
Damn.
Here’s an unsolicited advice for the CebuFA, if they want to avoid these things. Give them what they deserve. Sure there is an automatic one game suspension for every red card, but that’s not enough. For every red card, each player must be made to pay 1000 before he gets to play again, the coach must pay P2000 and the owner P3000.
And as further punishment, the player must be made to trim the grass on the field.
Make the sanctions so tough, they’d think twice about hitting another player. I’ve been on the field a few times, I’ve been roughed up a few times, we’ve been a victim of too many damn faulty officiating, but we never brawled.
I learned a long time ago, that getting even, (In football I mean, matters of the heart are something else) is not the best option.
There is no excuse for fighting. You don’t beat up the stupid prick who cuts you in traffic right? You can only curse and hope he gets caught by enforcers, because if you give him the beating he deserves, you get jailed.
Why then would you fight just because the ref didn’t call the foul?
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