My daughter played in a softball tournament for the state championship this weekend. Her team played well, finishing second. I was proud of my daughter and her team. And, as I’m beginning to discover about almost everything, I learned a valuable lesson along the way. Her coach asked me to keep the scorebook for the team during the tournament. I was glad to do it. It made me feel like I was contributing to the effort. As in most tournaments…
When I was young, I loved to play sports. Basketball was my favorite, but I liked other games, too. Most of the games I played were pick-up games in the backyard or in the street. One of my friends even painted yard lines on our street so we could play football. But I also played some organized sports. Some of my favorite memories came from playing church-league basketball and softball games. One year, my cousin’s father, Jack Llull, said that…
I got home a short while ago from my daughter’s softball game. We won, 5-0, defeating the #1 team in the state. After the game, I was talking with one of the coaches about how well our girls had played. I told her that I thought our defense was the difference. She didn’t disagree, but added that it was more than just defense. Our girls played as a team. As I thought back on the game, I saw that she…