I avoid playing any kind of sport…at all. It’s uncomfortable and I am not competitive athletically. Scott and the boys are all about sports, in particular, baseball. Carson just finished up his second season in t-ball. The highlights for him included being the first one to the concession stand for every game and getting a participation trophy at the conclusion. (One team member licked his trophy upon receipt. Sorry “A”…It was too funny not to mention.) Whatever makes them happy, makes me happy!
Things were a little more serious for Kyle in the minors and although I know very little about the sport, it was very exciting. The team reminded me a little of the Bad News Bears, complete with the only girl in the league, a player whose camouflage underwear hangs out while he catches, and coaches who like to drink beer (not at the games though.) I feel a little bad for Kyle and his teammates that they didn’t experience victory in the tournament after the season was over. Kyle wanted it bad and practiced for hours, daily. He worked on having a positive attitude and convinced himself they would be victorious. I’m quite certain he was not alone. Even though they weren’t the best team out there (little league politics dictated that,) any shortage in aptitude was made up with 200% heart. Sports at any level should really be about the love of the game, helping others, and a desire to better oneself. Despite the losses and broken hearts, it was a fun season for the kids and I would rather my children be part of a fun team than a winning team!
Also, thanks to all the coaches for Kyle AND Carson. It takes a lot of work and patience to teach kids the sport. A sense of humor is helpful too. Thanks for your efforts!
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