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Old School

I made my somewhat annual pilgrimage to see my high school play our cross town rival tonight.  In the interest of full disclosure,  I love high school football.  I think it is some of the best entertainment going today and I will watch the oddest teams that I don’t have any connection to play in person and on tv (yes I realize there are pills for this).  Now this was far from a good game.  My alma mater took a 41-12 beating and it wasn’t really that close.  Seaver and I sat and cheered and enjoyed being out on a wonderful night.

One of the things about living in my home town is being able to run into old friends and teachers on a regular basis.  This annual game changes that dynamic and brings people out of the woodwork.  I saw my friend “g-money”, a guy named “cake daddy”, and plenty of “nard’s” and “dre’s”.  These are my people.

Being back at the old stomping grounds brings back so many memories of my childhood.  Seeing all these old faces just brings stories back up and we constantly ask “have you seen x” or “what’s up with y” as we try to keep our old and new worlds pieced together.  So I am wondering…how old is old school?

I mean I know that my musical taste is old school.  this is proved by the fact that 80% of the songs I hear on the radio sound the same to me.  Yes ladies and gentleman, I am wondering where all the “good music” has gone.  Just like your father said to you…

I also know that most of the movies I really love are old school.  As funny as The Hangover was, I’ll take 7 different Eddie Murphy movies over it. And I will watch Boomerang or Friday over and over and never stop laughing the whole time.  

Anyone that has read this blog at all knows how much I love football.  I am even old school with my football tastes.  As much as “modern” college football is all about these fancy offenses that throw the ball all over the place, I like 1980 football.  Line up and run it and play good defense.

But I think we are all old school.  Maybe nostalgic is the right word for it.  People love 80’s music and Tv Land and reruns of the Dukes of Hazzard.  People love to go back to where they came from and to reminisce about the good old days.  We take pictures, make scrapbooks, write stories, record on video, bookmark, and permanently imprint moments of our past so as to be able to recall them in our future.

We all know that we couldn’t be here without everything that happens in our past.  I’m sure we all have our regrets, but they pale in comparison to all the amazing old school moments that make you smile.

I remember sitting in my friend Dan’s apartment and watching almost every great rap video ever made.

I remember setting up my grandfather’s vcr so we would have a catalog of all the Cosby Show episodes.

I remember fat shoe laces, the Reebok pump shoe, Jordan’s free throw line dunk , must see tv, new Coke, the Bud Bowl, and countless other things that Gen X would roll their eyes at.

As old school as these things are, they are mine.  They are my past and my history and the soundtrack and canvas to which all my memories are formed on.  These things have been there to make me happy and console me when I was down.  There have been road trips, funerals, parties, and quiet moments that would have been incomplete without some old school flavor thrown in there.

The fact that my hips pop in the morning is not a positive by-product of aging.  But the ability to look back and be proud of being old school definitely is.



Ok one more oldie but goodie


Twas the night before…

Saturday is go time for football here in the classic city.  It is opening day for the NEGYFC (lots of consonants, that’s the football league we play in).  We open our season with an all day jamboree where every team in our league is playing every age group all at one park.  It will be kids, parents, hot dogs, sweat, and grass stains as far as the eye can see.

If you haven’t been to youth football, you should check it out.  Even if you aren’t a fan of the sport it is quite entertaining to watch the younger age groups get out and play the game.  In the coaching ranks we refer to the youngest ages as “bobbleheads” because the helmet just bobbles.  Probably the most entertaining thing is to watch the moms.  As much as the dads are into the game, the moms are into “their babies” and are quick to challenge an official, a coach, a parent, and sometimes a child that may be causing harm to said baby.

My baby boy will be beginning his third year of football tomorrow.  This will be his first year in this age group.  He is yet again the youngest on the team and one of the smallest kids too.  But he is having a blast being back with these kids.  This is the same group that he had his first year and there were some amazing friendships formed.

So I’m a little nervous but so excited.  He played well last week in our practice game.  It is going to be a lot of fun.  Stay tuned for updates!!!!!!!!



Go Packers!

Black Wednesday

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…

Let's get ready to rumble!

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 3 Amigos

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!



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