The Miracle League

This Saturday, I begin my head coaching career. I will be the skipper of Lucas' t-ball team; in order to prepare for the daunting task of instructing three-year-olds in the fine art of America's Pastime, I've been playing catch with the kid, reading Moneyball, and practicing my cat-herding skills. Lucas is quite the little jock: he loves kicking the soccer ball, tossing the football, playing hoops with his pint-sized basketball set ("From DOWNTOWN!!!", he yells, upon draining a shot from Three-Foot Land). His excitement is really contagious, and so I will be Coach Daddy once again, and will be providing you with weekly reports from the dugout.

I will be honest; I like sports, played a few, but have never really been a Sports Guy. Part of it has to do with the fact that today, more than ever, it seems that so many athletes and their coaches really are doing their best to suck the joy out of competition. Lest we become jaded, here's a story that illustrates why these simple, often silly games can be so important.

Comments

[Whit]

Game on!

[MammaLoves]

Have fun!

Three boys here. Two currently old enough to play little league. I had no idea it was practically a year-round sport.

I've always loved the game, but have learned to adore it through the eyes of my kids (and honestly the hubs).

[Ty's Dad]

I just started T-ball too this season. My little guy is almost 4 and it's been a blast. They have had 2 games which is fun to watch. Basically every kid hits and gets to first base. Maximum 5 runs per inning. I'm posting updates on his progress too soon. Play ball!

[Mandy]

Have fun Coaching Jason! I think t-ball starts here at age 4 so maybe we will get Alyssa in it next yr.