This isn't about women, but IMO it is an important moral decision. Here's the deal:
I play soccer. A lot. If I am selected for the first team, I earn money. Last season and the season before that I was always selected for the first team. I played and I played well. This season I am never selected for the first team. I haven't become worse. In fact, I think I have become a lot better. So what changed? We have new sponsors. And they decide who plays. We're three games into the season and the team is in shambles. We're supposed to be title favorites and we've already lost a game. We never start with the same 11 players, every week the team changes. The atmosphere is getting worse and worse.
Today was our reserves game. I don't play for the first team anymore (apparently) so I had to be there. I went. For the third time this season. I haven't complained about anything so far. Suddenly I find my name amongst the reserves. The reserves of the reserves that is. Well below my level. I ask another player what the **** this is about. He tells me the sponsors, again, chose who plays, they mixed things up and now I'm a reserve of the reserves, even if the ones who are playing in the first team aren't as good as me. So I tell my teammate this is quite silly. He agrees.
I look around. The locker room is full of players. I start taking off my kit and I get dressed again. A couple of people stare at me. Another teammate asks me what I'm doing. With everybody looking, I say this:
"It's Saturday afternoon. That means I don't have to work or study today. This day is reserved for fun. Usually that means I get up, read a paper, get ready for soccer, have a nice game and generally amuse myself. But I've noticed I'm not starting today. I'm not starting for the RESERVES.
And not really because of the coach's decision. No, because the coach was pressured by the sponsors to choose someone else over me. You see, I've put in all the hard work necessary to play. I'm in the best shape of my life and I outrun everyone here. I deserve to play. So you can see that I am, well, frustrated obviously. I don't agree with this situation at all. Fortunately enough though, I can choose to do something else instead. Something I do enjoy doing. I'm going home to think about how I can enjoy my Saturday afternoon. You guys have fun playing charades."
What do you guys think? Should I have handled it differently?
I play soccer. A lot. If I am selected for the first team, I earn money. Last season and the season before that I was always selected for the first team. I played and I played well. This season I am never selected for the first team. I haven't become worse. In fact, I think I have become a lot better. So what changed? We have new sponsors. And they decide who plays. We're three games into the season and the team is in shambles. We're supposed to be title favorites and we've already lost a game. We never start with the same 11 players, every week the team changes. The atmosphere is getting worse and worse.
Today was our reserves game. I don't play for the first team anymore (apparently) so I had to be there. I went. For the third time this season. I haven't complained about anything so far. Suddenly I find my name amongst the reserves. The reserves of the reserves that is. Well below my level. I ask another player what the **** this is about. He tells me the sponsors, again, chose who plays, they mixed things up and now I'm a reserve of the reserves, even if the ones who are playing in the first team aren't as good as me. So I tell my teammate this is quite silly. He agrees.
I look around. The locker room is full of players. I start taking off my kit and I get dressed again. A couple of people stare at me. Another teammate asks me what I'm doing. With everybody looking, I say this:
"It's Saturday afternoon. That means I don't have to work or study today. This day is reserved for fun. Usually that means I get up, read a paper, get ready for soccer, have a nice game and generally amuse myself. But I've noticed I'm not starting today. I'm not starting for the RESERVES.
And not really because of the coach's decision. No, because the coach was pressured by the sponsors to choose someone else over me. You see, I've put in all the hard work necessary to play. I'm in the best shape of my life and I outrun everyone here. I deserve to play. So you can see that I am, well, frustrated obviously. I don't agree with this situation at all. Fortunately enough though, I can choose to do something else instead. Something I do enjoy doing. I'm going home to think about how I can enjoy my Saturday afternoon. You guys have fun playing charades."
What do you guys think? Should I have handled it differently?