Years ago
when our son was about ten, he told me he was going to Doug’s to play. I said, “OK.”
It wasn’t fifteen minutes later I found him sitting in our family room
playing quietly by himself. I said, “I
thought you were going to Doug’s to play?”
He said, “I did, but all they want to do is play soccer, soccer, soccer,
and I hate soccer!” Well put by an avid
baseball player who just didn’t get the fascination with a game that appears to
be a lot of running around for nothing.
I must
confess up front, I have zero aptitude for sports. I absolutely hated physical education in
school because I was so bad at EVERYTHING except for folk dancing which we devoted
six weeks to in middle school. I wasn’t
even good at jumping rope. I was always among
the first to be eliminated in dodge ball.
Jacks and Chinese checkers are more my style. Any ball bigger than that and I’m a complete
failure.
