Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Coach G., Redux...

So, last night I'm sitting down at the computer, about to start assembling posts from the raw material of brain drippings kicking around, when the phone rings. It's one of my Scout dads, who happens to be the baseball coordinator for the town baseball league. Turns out, TheBoy is on his team - along with a half-dozen of my Scouts.

Before I can stop myself, I hear myself volunteering to help coach the team. There's a coach and one assistant coach now, and I remember on TheBoy's team last year there were at least four coaches and a couple dads that helped out but weren't officially coaches. At this stage they still need some instruction, and I figured it couldn't hurt to have another adult stepping up to help out.

Most of the time I'm at the practices anyways, and I made every game last year. Might as well help out inside the fence, I figure. TheBoy and I still play catch every chance we get - heck, we spent a good chunk of Sunday throwing a football back and forth. He's obsessed with sports - he can tell you every quarterback in the NFL and where they went to college (of course, he can't remember to turn off the light in the bathroom when he's done, but that's another story) - and while I couldn't care less about organized sports, I do care greatly about spending time with my son before he gets too old for it and hanging around with dad isn't cool any more...

Besides, there are worse ways to spend a Saturday afternoon than at the ball field with your son...

That is all.

7 comments:

Bubblehead Les. said...

What is it the SEALS always say? You can Sleep when you're Dead? ; )

Chad said...

Enjoy your kids, Jay, you'll turn around and they'll be in college.

Anonymous said...

Son, you like to toss the football around?
Well Dad, I was kinda like, you know, borrow the keys to the car?

Dave in PB said...

Have a great time with that Jay. You'll remember your time as a coach your whole life ... Cheers!

Anonymous said...

You're a good man Jay - I spent every moment I could with my son when he was younger - now I have 19 year old Marine who still says "I love you Dad" - time well spent :)

HankH

Anonymous said...

STRESS: When the mind says: "No way in Hell - get someone else to do it!" and the mouth says: "Sure, I'll be glad to do it!" While smiling even.

About that bathroom Light switch. Well it could be worse. Creeps out of bed in a sleepy haze and proceeds to the bathroom. Does his thing and fails to raise the seat. Sister comes along to do her thing and sits in it. Next thing you know Little Sister is beating brother with a hairbrush and yelling "NEXT TIME YOU'LL RAISE THAT SEAT MISTER." You will swear that he won't see another birthday at this rate.

maddmedic said...

Did that for many years...
Is fun..
Most of the time..
Kids great..
Parents and other coaches...
Damn..