Sports Overdose
We have an interesting dilemma at our house for the next 5 Sundays. My oldest daughter is playing fall softball and my son is playing pee-wee football. We signed up for the softball about 6 weeks ago and have been trying to find out when the games are ever since. It took about a weeks worth of calling to find the correct person and because they were swamped, about three days to get back to us. We found out just in time to make the first game, which is an every Sunday double header. There are no practices and you play the position(s) that you indicated on your information form. It was an interesting day.
On the other side of the coin, we have known about my son’s football game for 6 weeks. He has practiced every week and is working hard to play the game. The bad thing is that both games are at the same time. Softball is from 1:00 - 4:30 on Sunday and football will be at either noon, 2:00, or 4:00. Since we cannot be in two places at once, we will have to split our viewing time and miss someone’s game. Now we became very good at that during the spring when all three kids played on the diamonds. It is just one of those rights of passage for a parent constantly chasing your kids around while trying to maintain some semblance of life for yourself.
So, it is September and I am watching softball and football on the weekends. Since I do not watch any sporting activity on television or attend high school football games (yet), it makes for a full day. Now, since it is my children playing, I thoroughly enjoy watching the games. There is no greater thrill for a parent than to watch their child make a great hit, throw, save, run, tackle or other sporting activity. As long as the kids are having fun, it is fun for the parents. You do not mind the driving, sitting on cold benches, the drizzle, the chilling wind, or the lack of weekend because these are the memories of life. These are the things that make each individual life worth living. So although it was an overload on sports last Sunday, it was the kind of overload that you stash away as memories.
Icool
Cobb
On the other side of the coin, we have known about my son’s football game for 6 weeks. He has practiced every week and is working hard to play the game. The bad thing is that both games are at the same time. Softball is from 1:00 - 4:30 on Sunday and football will be at either noon, 2:00, or 4:00. Since we cannot be in two places at once, we will have to split our viewing time and miss someone’s game. Now we became very good at that during the spring when all three kids played on the diamonds. It is just one of those rights of passage for a parent constantly chasing your kids around while trying to maintain some semblance of life for yourself.
So, it is September and I am watching softball and football on the weekends. Since I do not watch any sporting activity on television or attend high school football games (yet), it makes for a full day. Now, since it is my children playing, I thoroughly enjoy watching the games. There is no greater thrill for a parent than to watch their child make a great hit, throw, save, run, tackle or other sporting activity. As long as the kids are having fun, it is fun for the parents. You do not mind the driving, sitting on cold benches, the drizzle, the chilling wind, or the lack of weekend because these are the memories of life. These are the things that make each individual life worth living. So although it was an overload on sports last Sunday, it was the kind of overload that you stash away as memories.
Icool
Cobb
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