So I am sure it doesn’t mean much to a lot of you, but this week was black Wednesday. This is not really an official day, but it is a garbage day for those of us that are sports fans. There is NOTHING was going on in the sports world. When I say nothing, I mean NOTHING. The best I could find was the ESPY’s and some garbage WNBA basketball. But the good thing about black Wednesday is that I know that the summer is almost over and the 2010-2011 sports calendar is on the way. So I pulled out my whistle and started thinking about my kids…
I have the privilege of being a youth sports coach. The first year that my son played little league I was lucky enough to get paired up with a couple of great guys and I quickly fell in love with being out there with young kids. I really love baseball, it was my sport growing up. I love watching him get better every year. But it was football that really got coaching into my blood.
Seaver’s first year he was one of the young ones on the team and one of the little ones. We had an amazing group of kids and parents that year. And watching my baby boy grow up before my eyes was awesome. I was able to help with practices and substitutions during games and I discovered it was almost as fulfilling watching ALL the kids get better. Last season I was lucky enough to be the head coach for our 5 & 6 yr old team. Those kids were awesome!
So here we are on the eve of packer football 2010. It should be a fun year, I’ll be an assistant this year, helping with personnel, special teams, and the second teamer’s. We should be pretty doggone good-by the end of the year, but it really isn’t about how good we are but rather how great those boys and families are.
The two guys I’ve had the pleasure of coaching baseball with are awesome. It is the friendship that our boys have formed that really makes these three years extra special. One of the best things about playing team sports is the friends that the kids make. I just couldn’t imagine what it would have been like without watching him grow up with two kids that aren’t just good ball players, but wonderful, respectful, loving boys.
So even though Wednesday was dead, it signals the beginning of what I am certain will be another great sports year. We may win some trophies or lose them all. But I am sure that the kids will be great, friendships will be built, and families will join together and cheer. That’s why I love it!