Tuesday, May 09, 2006
What, you don't know me?
Yeah, returning from hibernation. I still had a lot to say, I was just tired of posting. We'll see if this takes.
Y'know, I'd like to think I didn't care whether people knew me, but damnit, I guess I do. I got in a rules argument at club level pickup today. The guy ran into the endzone after the catch, and he was claiming that I could not stall him while he walked back to the line. For the curious, it's XIV.C.2, and note the use of the phrase "point of ground contact" and not "pivot".
Now, this guy is a very good player, a rotation guy for Sack Lunch, and confident in his knowledge of the rules... but he does not know me. So when I say "look, I know the rule word for word, I've been wrong in a rules argument once in six years, I'm right about this, you can look it up", I just sound like an asshole. One could even make the argument that, in this instance, I am, in fact, an asshole. But if he knew me, he at least allows the seed of doubt to creep in, in stead of firing back with "well, you're wrong about this one."
Lessons to be learned from this incident:
1) The world would be a better place if everyone just believed everything I said.
2) I need to make sure the other guy knows me and respects my opinion before I get in a messy rules argument in an utterly, utterly meaningless game. If he doesn't, I need to be mature enough to let it go.
Y'know, I'd like to think I didn't care whether people knew me, but damnit, I guess I do. I got in a rules argument at club level pickup today. The guy ran into the endzone after the catch, and he was claiming that I could not stall him while he walked back to the line. For the curious, it's XIV.C.2, and note the use of the phrase "point of ground contact" and not "pivot".
Now, this guy is a very good player, a rotation guy for Sack Lunch, and confident in his knowledge of the rules... but he does not know me. So when I say "look, I know the rule word for word, I've been wrong in a rules argument once in six years, I'm right about this, you can look it up", I just sound like an asshole. One could even make the argument that, in this instance, I am, in fact, an asshole. But if he knew me, he at least allows the seed of doubt to creep in, in stead of firing back with "well, you're wrong about this one."
Lessons to be learned from this incident:
1) The world would be a better place if everyone just believed everything I said.
2) I need to make sure the other guy knows me and respects my opinion before I get in a messy rules argument in an utterly, utterly meaningless game. If he doesn't, I need to be mature enough to let it go.
# posted by Tarr : 5/09/2006 10:54:00 PM
