Mar 6, 2010

Take me out to the ballgame...

****UPDATE*****
While we still play the great game of baseball my son mow play's on a team that build kids up rather than tearing them apart, we are stronger for the past experiences !!!!

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Well, there is nothing I like better than taking my  youngest child to his baseball games.  Randall has coached Jake for the last 5 years in our local league, so I've been on Josh duty.  I've given him the nickname of "Brown Dog" and it's been a source of joy for him and I!  He has played on good teams and horrible teams, gone to the "world series" where he was a guest for this important tournament=)  This year he plays for a baseball factory club team, and today was the start of our very first tournament.  he played very very well!  I was a proud mother to say the least!  I always try to lose my voice cheer and shout, so that my kids know how proud I am!  Nothing makes me happier than when they look my direction and give me that "your the coolest and nuttiest mom I know" look.  I hope they always remember what joy they brought me during this season of our family life.  How cool will it be when I will be the "Nana" and do the very same for the babies...we will all giggle with memory!  My kids have brought true adventure into my life, I hope I have done the same to theirs.

I admire my son for his courage to go out on the baseball field when there are men around screaming and hollering, picking apart every step of their game, yelling with out patient instruction to "fix this" or "why would you do that?" and then shout with anger when a tear wells in their little eye to "stop crying".  It's a funny thing this sports world we live in, we expect our little people to perform like professional athletes in their response in every play and when they do not, these boys sure do get their mistake highlighted and analyzed and over dramatized!  Today my son, while at bat 6 times, struck out once, hit two BOMBS to the fence in center field which resulted in triples and then got on base the rest of the times.  While on the base-path stepped off second in lapse of judgement and they tagged him out.  With a couple of errors while playing 2ND base, I have to say that he definitely needed to be corrected on his errors, but when a coach came to me after and said he has "no mental game" and that his father would have terribly high blood pressure if he were here....I left feeling as raw as can be. Are you kidding me?  He played his game 90-95% AWESOME and you are saying his father would not be proud?  Courage, courage to fail and come back and try again, to try and please a set of coaches who expect a group of 8 YEAR OLD kids to play to the caliber of professional athletes.  These kids are awesome do not misunderstand, they have great potential to play at high levels of competition, the club team they play for has produced Division1(550) and  professionally drafted players(21 1st round draft pics) they won the games today by a substantial amount and had every reason to celebrate their accomplishment! First game (17-3) Second game (18-4)...lets keep our perspective guys maybe let this new and very young set of boys celebrate such a great day!

I have not come to a complete resolution in this situation.  I certainly do not think I am going to change this pattern, but I am responsible for a certain 8 y.o. that I want to see become a man of great character who loves the Lord, so I did what every mom would do...
~let him sit in the front seat all the way home...
~Talked about his amazing accomplishments all the way home...
~jammed out to some awesome tunes and sang at the top of my lungs...
~went to the store and bought $20 worth of Popsicles and ice-cream...
~Shared the best moments with Daddy
~added a new cry to my heart that I will petition the LORD JESUS with...Lord, make me a great mom to my kids!

Here is a couple of photo's of my darling little man...



I love this little man, and I am so proud to be his mamma.
He is always welcome to take me out to the ball game!

1 your two-cents:

TDM Wendy said...

That is ridiculous. "Hey Coach, You are the mental game! Relax. These are 8 YEAR OLDS!"
Oh, I hope I don't have to deal with people like this . . . but I guess it is likely considering the basketball track Elijah is on.