I am excited and nervous for him.
His first season on a t-ball team he played mostly outfield and was barely given a chance to play infield. It was one of those things that if the team was guaranteed a win the coach would give the outfielders a shot at third base. It was annoying, but at the same time, I understood. Who knew that once all of the 'infielders' moved up to machine pitch and Jack had his shot at the infield that he'd be a pretty darn good fielder.
Well- now he's going to be one of the new kids on the team again. The fields are bigger - the players are stronger - the competition is greater - the balls are thrown harder - everything is BIGGER. BETTER. GREATER.
I am excited for him because this is a new opportunity. A chance for him to grow, a chance for him to make more friends, to make memories and to just play ball, which is all he wants to do.
I am nervous for him b/c I know what he's capable of. I want him to succeed. I know he gets frustrated if he's not good at something. I know these things and it makes me nervous for him. I know he won't be the best but I don't want him to be the worst. I want him to be treated fairly and to be given a chance. I'll be nervous when he's up to bat. T-ball was an almost 100% guarantee that he'd get on base. Not anymore. Not only does he have to hit the ball but also run fast enough so he doesn't get thrown out at first.
I need to push the political bull.... out of my mind and enjoy the season. They are only young once.
Until next time...
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