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Today, BR squares, makes a huge attempt at the ball that is way over his head. Umpire calls it a ball. Coach asks, and he says, "the ball was out of the strike zone." thanks David |
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So did you yell at him and tell him to go back to T-ball... oh, wait...
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My mother-in-law signed up my 4-year-old for a tumbling class at the local YMCA. I hesitantly took him the first week since the wife had to work; I volunteered to take him all the other weeks, simply because of the other moms.
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Mark Padgett (basketball forum) would be so proud of this post!
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Thats the only advantage of working the young kids, games occasionally. Hot Mom's.
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When my kids played their one year of T ball, the field was all grass, the distance to 1b about 70 feet, to 2b about 90 feet, to 3rd about 80 feet and to home 50 feet, and the parents kept score on backs of envelopes, because nobody else was. Every player who showed up played in the field, all at once and there were about 15 on a team. Parents cheered (or you might call it screaming at the top of their lungs), and there were no umpires.
And one family was designated to bring the juice and snacks for every post game cool down. No one got trophies at the end of season and all players kept their T shirts and hats. Last edited by DG; Sun Jun 26, 2011 at 02:38pm. |
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When I played my first year of soccer (I was between 6 and 8), it was the same. Wherever the ball was, there were 10 kids around it trying to kick it. My dad taught me early on to stay outside the pile and wait for the ball to come out. Worked like a charm. |
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The first game, a few of us Dad's actually stood in the field with our kids. Halfway through the first inning; "Dad, could you find some food cause I'm getting hungry." Halfway through the second inning; "I don't want to play anymore."
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~sigh~ I can't remember the last time I drove through the neighborhood and saw kids or a dad and his son playing catch on their lawn. Heaven forbid to have a dozen kids get together for a pickup game at a local park. We spent endless hours playing rundown, whiffleball and shagging flies. The average kid gets, what, 12 to 15 games a season with a couple of ABs and a couple of innings in the field then chucks his glove in the closet to go do something else that is more fun. It's kinda sad to see that happen.
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