Batter Up!

It really has been a summer of watching ball games.  Joel and Daniel played slow-pitch softball for four different teams - two in the Men's League on Monday nights; one in the Co-Rec League on Wednesday nights; and the Svea Gold Team in the Church League on Thursday nights.  Sarah played fast-pitch softball for the Willmar 18U (age 18 and under) team on Tuesday nights, and joined Pete and Andrew on the Svea Bronze Team on Thursdays.  Philip played on the Willmar Twins, a 5th- and 6th-grade team with Willmar Community Ed and Rec.  They practiced on Thursdays and played games on Mondays and Wednesdays.  Except for the church teams, I watched only a few of each softball team's games, but saw most of Philip's games in the last three weeks.  Getting everyone to the right field at the right time provided some interesting exercise in car coordination.  This week Sarah and I stayed home from a Sioux Falls bridal shower for Callie because between meetings and ball games, we needed the extra drivers and car.

Attending and chauffeuring shouldn't cause a problem, but I try to catch up on so many household areas during the summer that going to a ball game every night feels like a chore instead of a privilege.  Cooking has fallen by the wayside, for supper anyway; we've eaten in Willmar (before or after games) far more than usual.  Reorganizing cupboards and systems, purging photo collections, catching up on albums, working on 4-H projects, keeping the kids productive, preparing books to sell, practicing for an August program and tying up loose ends on the spring school work join the usual daily or weekly chores of cooking, cleaning, yard work, money management, exercise, weightlifting, laundry, church activities and ball games to make the summer feel like an exhausting whirl instead of a relaxing vacation.

On the positive side, lots of opportunities for discussions on sportsmanship and excellence have arisen.  The importance of practice and the difference between "illegal" and "unethical" has been demonstrated.  Everyone has made their share of blunders and bloopers, and hopefully learned a little more humility.  And Svea still has the best fans!

School Sports - A Mixed Blessing

Well, are school sports a blessing or a curse? I know two teens who would say "a blessing": Daniel and Sarah! I also know a mom who would say: "a mixed blessing." Yesterday Sarah had a game at 5. I got done with a meeting at 4, rushed home, showered while making a salad to eat at the game, packed up all the stuff and Andrew & Philip, stopped at a grocery store to buy some water and extra food for hungry ball players, and arrived at the high school at about 5:30. After some confusion wandering around between the 2 games in progress (no Sarah), we discovered that her game had been moved to Swansson Field (back in town, near the grocery store, about 10 minutes away). I finally arrived at the correct game, only to realize that I'm a jinx! I still haven't seen the team play well (which they have done, just not when I'm around). They were ahead 5-2 when I got there; lost 9-5. Sarah spent the night with a friend on the team because their bus left for a tournament at 6:30am. When we picked her up last night (at 9:00pm!), she was red as a lobster - she'd been in the sun all day - and so exhausted she felt sick. Today she's been lying on the couch all afternoon and still feels tired. But does she want to play again? What do you think??? It's been great to watch her enthusiasm and skill. She plays third base all the time, and made several outs yesterday. She also mastered the art of bunting and laid down 3 good bunts, as well as walking, striking out, and getting a couple of hits. So it's all worth it! To Mom? I guess so...