Last night I awoke from a deep sleep with words spilling from what’s left of the corners of my mind. I laid awake in bed for an hour or two and recited words to myself as I formulated thoughts. This morning I knew I would have some time to sit and put something together. And this, from the perspective of a young boy, with some twenty plus years of adult insight, is what I came up with.Separate Ways
I began coaching youth baseball back in the mid-1990’s. Over the years I have had more fun being a part of teams and interacting with parents, coaches, players, and opponents than I could ever recount. Farm League Fun
The media covered it all. Social media has shared it, posted it, messaged about it, commented on it, and talked up one side and down the other about the game. The community showed up. Little leaguers dreamt. Players past and future all ached for a big hit. Students were noticeably immense. Parents glowed, they wished the pain to carry, then they returned from the glorious trip’s end. Coaches planned, paced, and in the end tipped their caps. Town sports. Team sports. Competition. Ultimately, it was all about the kids. As it should be.
If you want to watch an exciting game and even one outrageous inning of high school baseball, go to the 1:19:30 mark or so, for the bottom of the 6th inning. Thank you for the awesome work by GTV Sports and Goffstown TV. This was a lot of fun.GHS Baseball vs. Bow “The Comeback”
Some people run for themselves. Some run because it’s another race on the schedule. Some run for others. Then some run to compete against themselves. Some run to put distance between the present and something… Mother’s Day Marathon
