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Puritanical Homecoming and Other Musings
October 31, 2011 by Frank Hooks · Leave a Comment
Breakfast on Sunday morning was interesting conversation. It was the morning after the homecoming dance and we were asking the kids how the evening went. It really wasn’t what I expected. We were regaled with stories of breathalyzers, security guards and kids being kicked out for inappropriate dancing. The morality police were out in force. I was actually shocked to hear all this. What happened to the days of parents and teachers chaperoning? I guess it’s not in the union contract. As for volunteering, I’m a bit surprised no parents were there because you’re a second class citizen in this culture if you don’t volunteer for everything. What we’ve evolved to is hiring security guards to breathalyze and terrorize the kids at a social function.
I had confirmation from three different teenagers that there were approximately 20 security guards onsite. Was this a Charger/Raider game? Is the TSA on campus? At least the teens have a healthy dose of teenage rebellion in them. I was told many of them pretended they were drunk just to mess with the security guards and got pulled over to a secondary inspection where they had to recite the alphabet. They danced inappropriately just to get tossed out for ten minutes to sneak back in. I thought Footloose was just a movie. Was Kevin Bacon at Rancho? I want an autograph.
This has spurred other thoughts I’ve had on homecoming, but just hadn’t simmered to the surface yet. For all our trying to stamp out class warfare and racism, it sure is evident innocently and innocuously at the homecoming football game half time. There is the homecoming court which suggests royalty, which is seniors only, no underclassmen allowed. All the court is white except for one black which is probably true of those demographics, but what of the demographic of the school being 50 percent latino? You have the pageantry team rolling out the red carpet and bowing to the court as they walk down. I could really care one way or the other. I just find it interesting that no matter how far we go into trying to control things, some things just are uncontrollable like stamping out class warfare and racism and we all know that by just watching the news anymore.
Our hypocrisy blows me away.
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Ships Passing in the Night
September 8, 2010 by Frank Hooks · 2 Comments
This is my son’s junior year in high school and he has participated in athletics the entire time he has been at Rancho Buena Vista High School. I have watched him play football, swim for the swim team and now be on the water polo team for the first time. I can tell as an outsider looking in, the swim/water polo program and the football program are going completely opposite directions.
His freshman year, I encouraged him to play football for a couple of different reasons. Number one being that everyone is so hard core anymore you need to get in on the ground floor because if you try out your sophomore or junior year they won’t know or care who you are unless you’re a dominating athlete. Number two reason being this is the only time in your life you can play organized tackle football for free and it’s a lot of fun. He was small for his age and hadn’t had a growth spurt yet, but earned himself a starting wide receiver spot on the team. The team was lackluster in performance. The coaching is poor, the scheme is terrible and the kids collectively didn’t have any team speed. Move onto sophomore year and it’s more of the same. I think the jv team only won a single game all season. I knew there was something wrong with the football program when my son broke his leg at the beginning of the season and not a single coach or representative from the football program called or emailed to see how he was doing. I am happy to say that he is not playing football this year.
It looked like it was going to be more of the same with the water polo program this year and I was disappointed for Stewart. The varsity coach didn’t show up to practice occasionally this summer and missed a couple of the matches. It left me to think what the hell is wrong with athletics at RBV? Lo and behold, the varsity water polo coach was either fired or resigned and immediately replaced. What a breath of fresh air! The new coach came in with qualifications and set the tone immediatley. You can already see that the other coaches, all the players and the parents are buying into this new guy! Everyone is positive, the kids are practicing hard and the coach has some serious expectations of these teens. I like it. I’m pumped and looking forward to going to the matches and learning about a new sport.
We had a bbq in our backyard over the holiday weekend and someone mentioned that the RBV varsity football team lost 52-0 on Friday night. Inexcusable. I really feel for all those kids, several of whom I have known since they were little boys, who have spent four years of their life to be coached to such a poor level. These kids lift weights all winter, spend their entire summers at the football field and this is the end result. Don’t blame it on the kids. RBV is the most populous school in San Diego county and there are athletes to be had for this football team. My daughter dances for Maroon Magic and will be dancing at half-time at the home games but you’re not going to get any money out of me to watch bad football. I don’t watch it on Saturday or Sunday and I’m not going to watch bad football on Friday nights either. I will save my cash and show up at halftime for free to watch my daughter and head on back home.
I will tell you what I am going to do. I am spending twenty bucks or so in gas money to drive to La Jolla HS on Friday and Saturday to enjoy the great energy and positiveness and work ethic from these water polo players and coaches.
Someone at RBV was man enough to make the change in the water polo program, now they got to man up and make a change in the football program. If it’s “all about the children,” then by God get some new coaches in there for these young men.
Out.

I'm a 41 year old happily married father of three great kids. We live and love in Southern California. My blog is an outlet for me to pontificate on all things great about being a dad.