Wednesday, May 25, 2011

I admit, I'm a sore loser.

Monday's and Wednesday's nights around our house are a bit chaotic.  Sassy has softball practice and games.  Action has baseball practice and games, and my hubby is an assistant coach for Sassy's team.  So we eat an early dinner, load up the vehicles and go our separate ways.

Obviously, since my Hubby is coaching Sassy, I am with Action.  I've watched all of his practices and his games.  This is the first year he has played in an organized league.  The last few years he has played through our local parks and rec. program, which is more of a teaching program with about 2 scrimmages against other teams throughout the season.  Action is only 7 as are most of the kids on his team.

They have played 3 games.  They have lost all three.  The first game they lost by the "10 run rule" ( The game will end if the home team is ahead by 10 or more runs (anytime while they are batting) after 4½ innings or the visiting team is ahead by 10 runs or more (before they bat) after 5 innings.)  Second game they lost by 2 and the third game another "10 run rule" loss.  At the end of the 3rd game someone said, "they only needed 1 more run to keep the game going, but I'm sure you parents are ready to get out of here."

Are you kidding me?

My reply, "I'd much rather be here watching them play."

Rude, perhaps.  True, absolutely.

So here I sit, being a sore loser.  Just hoping for a win for the boys, and for me.

I wrote this post after their game last Wednesday (a week ago).  
I was frustrated at the lack of organization and lack of heart by some of the adults ~ I think their attitudes can rub off on the boys.
 I am happy to announce that the "White Sharks" got their first win Monday night.  
They went into the last inning down by 2 and ended up scoring 5 runs.  
They were thrilled.  I admit, I was too, but it wasn't just because of the win.  It was just nice to see the boys working together as a team and cheering each other on.  
The atmosphere was different.  
And action, he was up to bat 3 times.  He struck out once, and had 2 nice hits.

I admit, I am imperfect.
I don't like to lose, but when I do I like to know I tried my hardest and gave my all.  So if they would have lost on Monday, It wouldn't have hurt quite as bad as the previous week.  They tried hard, they were focused and the coaches ~ they were supporting the boys, cheering them on and find the teaching moments.  And in my mind, this is exactly how they game should be played.


hill said...

You are brave for admitting this! So sorry I didn't post last Wednesday!! Thanks for linking up!

BeCr8iv said...

I love the picture of the backside of your little number 9. It it terribly cute when their helmet is as wide as their bum!!! Great post & true for most of us!

Kristine @ JandMs Eye Candy said...

This is a beautiful post Wendy!!

You are an awesome inspiration for me as a busy momma ;) Would love if you linked up to our link party for Moms ;) It's titled "Help a Momma Out," on J&M's Eye Candy. Thanks girl for your consideration!!

Hope you're having an awesome Tuesday ;)