The thing about recreational soccer is everyone plays, not just the Amelias. It’s right that it should be like that because I’m paying the same amount as you are in this recreational league. Still, when a coach leaves in the girl who is constantly searching the ground for 4 leaf clovers and fixing her hair while the ball bounces off her seemingly without her even being aware while your little go-getter is pulled to sit on the sidelines? It tends to frustrate people.
I’m too competitive for recreational leagues.