Friday, July 25, 2008
and I was going to blog about this,.... Current mood: inspired Category: Life
yeah, its about baseball,....DUH!?!?!?!
So, first off, I think its pretty amazing to have beaten teams this summer season that we usually lose to. THAT, my friends, is an accomplishment! And well, what I wanted so badly to blog about a week and a half ago, was how my son did his last three games of his summer season. One word? PROUD.
Now, I will be the first to tell you that he is not the favorite on the team, never has been. And well, I can go on and on about favorites on teams and so forth. Yeah, guys, you know me! I will also be the first to say that he is not the best player on the team. And I know that's fair of me to say that. If he were, then its perfection, and then there's no room for growth, the ability to learn more, and excel. And that my friends, is exactly what he needs. He is sooooooooooo capable of sooooooooo much!
I will definitely be the first and the one person that will always mention his drive, and more importantly, his heart. With that being said,...........his last three games, I saw his drive, committment to the one thing he truly loves at this moment in his life, and his heart. And he did well.
In one of the games, I was truly amazed at how focused he was. Errors on his part play wicked games in his head that he generally cannot shake. And he is maturing in that area. Errors on the team just piss him off and frustrate him ,...he feels like his hands are tied. But again, maturity and experience will help him grow here. And it has. In this particular game, defense was on,....his pitching was on,.... and for 7 innings there was one unearned run, error on the team. But WHO CARES?!?!!?! What matter to me most, is to see him focused, not letting anything stop him, and enjoying HIS game! Oh man! I am without a doubt, so happy just to see him play. And elated just to see him do well among his peers. But to stand out,...for one shining moment? Right now? I have no other word than that mentioned above.
I would love to see him come around consistently with his bat as well! *key word at the moment, say it with me guys! consistently! And in time, it will. I know it will. He needs to believe it will. Heck, he has come a long way with that, almost a few feet from the fence. I would rather him just concentrate on contact, and hitting gaps. Anyhow................
That game, that moment, will remain with him forever, as it will me. Will it happen again? Yes, I believe it will. But nothing changes, practice as usual. Drive to be the best in what he wants, nothing less. And continue this love affair with a game he is trying so hard to tame and master. *sigh,.................He has so much to learn, so much to understand,........................
And so, I have now become that ugly parent that just brags on and on about their child's shining moment,...................... I try to keep him humble, that's how you stay grounded and focused. I know what I would like to see happen for him. I know his secret dream. And right now, I just need him to believe. Believe that if this is what he wants, go after it, and get it.
He came home with a feeling of accomplishment. What could any parent ask for? For the their child just to be happy with what he had just done. And you know, he still had comments on how he did, how he could do something better. Always working, always striving. But most of all, he came home happy. Now, that was definitely a change for the better. (note: I haven't mentioned his whole summer season,....) Anyhow, he needed this game, for his mind, his spirit, his self esteem, ...............his heart. He needed this sole sucking (ha, ha, ha!) game of his to kick something back! LOL *thank you , baseball! : )
As I also continue this love affair with baseball,.......................I am exhausted.
*sigh,.....................can't wait for winter season and THE season,.....
Well, we'll see.
Well done, son, well done.
Currently listening : Reckless By Bryan Adams Release date: 1990-10-25
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