This weekend I took my dog to play at a local park. There was a family having a picnic there and one of the men and three of his sons were wearing Little League jerseys from a town about 25 miles from here. It just so happens my oldest grandson Tyler, who just turned eleven, plays in that league. I went over to say hi and we started talking about youth sports. The guy, who is a coach, said he knows Tyler. He told me that as good as Tyler is at baseball, he's even better at basketball (I already knew that
). The guy said he coached against Tyler last season in the basketball league and Ty lit his team up for 24 points (this was fifth grade). He told me they couldn't stop the kid no matter what they tried.
Coincidentally, I attended that game and I remember Ty also had over 10 boards and at least 7 steals - almost a triple double.
Of course I was trying to stay modest about this. He said he was going to try to draft Ty onto his team next year.
Gee, it's really tough to hear stuff like this.