[dang] right you can't allow a destroyer in an instructional league. That is particularly true in football by the way. When my brother was 10 he could have lifted a grown man off the ground with ease. Against normal sized kids he would have broken bones and necks. He easily could have killed a tiny kid without even trying. He almost sent my mother to the hospital by simply giving her a hug and he cried because she couldn't let him hug her anymore until he understood his strength. There wouldn't have been a kid on the other team who wouldn't have run in fear from that huge monster.
You simply don't get it. Very young kids are different and they get easily get intimidated. They need encouragement, not destruction. A large amount of instruction for kids at that age is to give them the skills not to fail everytime. As they get better, they will get more competitive naturally. A kid needs to learn how to get out of the way of a pitch. He need how to learn how to not get destroyed by an oncoming pass rusher. You don't learn how to do that when you are afraid of losing your life.
If you are so macho, I suggest you try a really competitive league for yourself with professional players. See if you have the guts to get run over by a 320 lb player the SECOND time(it isn't fun by the way). Then think what it would have been like to be destroyed by a monster when you were 9. Would you have continued in sports.
again, explain to me how this is a "purley instructional league"
when they have playoffs, a championship, and this kid was offered a spot on the best team but turned it down?apperntly they didn't care he was "scary" when the league officals team was going to have them as thier ace, did they?
in every other "instructional league " (sounds pretty CYA to me on these peoples part) that my little bro's have been in, no one wins, because that would defeat the purpose, as you pointed out. those also stopped when they were 8.
also, dramarize much? a 35-40 mph fastball isnt going to scare peaopel for life, thats not even throwing that hard. i clocked my brother in the side with what was probley one of those while throwing batting paractice to him in the back yard this summer. he sniffled and cry'd, i hugged him for 5 minutes, he got over it. he still loves baseball.
also, how does puttign a 9 year old in a place where "a 320 pound monster" can run him over have any basis in reality?
no, i suppose if i made my brother suit up for a patroits scrimmage he wouldn't like football afterwards, but he also wouldnt like hockey if i put him up against the bruins.