Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for June 17, 2011
Transcript:
Petey: What happened? Alice: The game's over. Here's your juice box. Petey: Carrot Kiwi-Aloe. Eeurgh. Alice: Mom says they don't keep score. Petey: Good. Alice: But I'm pretty sure you lost. Petey: All those strange children on the field made me nervous. Alice: EURGH. This tastes like ointment.
When I was coaching kids’ soccer, “don’t keep score” meant every single kid knew exactly how badly we had been beaten but we weren’t allowed to talk about it (or at least not within earshot of the adults).