So disappointed

I have never been more embarrassed by GIS than on Saturday. It was the first time I can clearly remember wishing that I wasn't associated with the school. I couldn't believe how low they'd sunk.

So the guys were playing football right, and while they had psyched themselves up the night before about winning the whole London Games tourney as UCL B, they hadn't played together before and thus sucked immensely. Fair enough. They are good footballers, just on a slightly bigger pitch and with more practice.

Saturday really reflected the spoilt brat in us GIS-ers. So they were on the losing side, fine, but did they really have to consistently abuse the referee? It's good enough that the guys volunteered to ref the game, they aren't professional so who's to expect that they call every single thing by the book? It's not like they're specifically trying to piss people off, but the abuse was nonstop and I felt so humiliated watching them. Geez.

Anyhow, after losing two games on the trot and one their way to being sunk a third time, they demanded that some players wearing darker colours on the ICSS team take off their shirts because they were too similar to their all black kits. Fortunately ICSS obliged otherwise I'd hate to think what other abuse/excuses they'd come up with.

I couldn't say more flattering things about the two cheerleaders that actually came back after their netball game, showered and dressed up to watch the guys play. How totally secondary school. Besides that, they sat on the sidelines and coo-eed at the guys they knew, whining just as loudly when the male in question didn't turn around to wave back at their frantically bouncing forms. Manda and I exchanged a glance, although her's kinda read like a very amused "Are they for real?" and mine was more sheepish than anything.

I really didn't know what to think. It only takes one bad apple to wreck the bunch.