Passions change in our household, the flavor of the day is tackle football. My destroyed backyard is a mere glimpse of the fun the boys had earlier. I'm okay with that, a yard is only a yard.
Ben loves football. He has a long arm. I told him he would probably not be the quarterback, because that spot is usually reserved for the coach's son. Ben's friends told him even though he threw better he would be second string. Ben didn't care, cuz he wants to tackle and plow opponents down.
Jack loved football, he could help Ben so much more than I can. I've already signed up my neighbor to help Ben when he gets his playbook. The only thing I can help him is with drive, to push that extra mile even when you feel beat up and have nothing left to give. I'm not asking that he be a superstar, I'm only speaking from my competitive swimming days, reaching personal goals to get to the State Meet. 3 out of 4 ain't bad. Don't get me wrong, I was no superstar, I just had drive.
I am so clueless on raising a boy in sports. Much to Jack and my chagrin, Ben has been on a swimming hiatus for 3yrs.
I continue to get sympathy cards in the mail..it always gives me a jolt....Jack's job wasn't done yet.Chrissy Hynde sang it best..there's a thin line between love and hate..so true.
You have plenty to offer Ben... The Marlins chose as their theme this year the following quote: "Spirit has fifty times the strength and staying power of brawn and muscle"... YOU have plenty to offer Ben! :)
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