I dont get it...
I coached my daughter's softball team last year. We made the championship game. And, my job as coach was to attempt to win that game. Obviously. Now, I took no joy in watching the girls from the opposition cry at having lost, but I took great joy in watching the girls on MY team celebrate. They worked hard all year long, and they were rewarded with a championship and memories of winning. And, like I say, it would be "nice" if both teams could win the championship, but only one can win... and I'd prefer it it's the team that I have seen all year long... the team of - in this case - girls who I had come to feel close to as their coach.
This past year, most of the girls off of my daughter's team ended up on opposing teams this year. We'd play them, and I'd want the girls I coached to do well, but not at the expense of my team losing. I told my daughter, when she was worried about this, you can be friends before and after the game.. but when you're out there, your "friends" are wearing the same color jersey. You go out there and do the best you can and don't you worry one bit about there feelings right now.
So, anyway... one of the girls I coached ended up striking out on a pitch that should have been called a ball. She was so upset she was crying. She knew it wasn't a strike (and, again, it clearly wasn't) And I felt good because we were one out closer to the win. And, after the game, I told this girl, "You were right, that wasn't a strike." That's pretty much all she wanted to hear... she smiled said, "I know. It's OK, I guess." and that was it.
I digress... bottom line... We do not participate in sports to be nice to the opposition. We participate in sports to win, to build relationships with our team.. to learn how to BE a team... And, between the lines, it's US against THEM. At the consession stand afterwards? We practice good sportsmanship by not being "sore winners" or "Sore losers" And, hopefully, these lessons help us relate to the world later in life. Life isn't about people opposed to you watching out for your feelings. Life is one group of folks trying to take advantage of your weaknesses. And little league softball (in this case) is a great teacher of - if you don't wanna get fucked over, get better.