My boys have been playing baseball for as long as I can remember.
Honestly, I didn't even know their were any other sports.
Trency played soccer for a few years but then went right back to baseball.
Neither one of them ventured into the world of football.
And what a world it is.
I had no idea how serious football is.
Three weeks before school even started, we had football camp
for an entire week which started at 7:30 AM; who in the world
is up at 7:30 AM in the summertime.
Well, we were!
We then had our regular practice EVERYDAY for 2 weeks.
I mean, EVERYDAY! If for some reason we didn't get to practice Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday or Friday then we would practice on Saturday.
As long as we got those 5 days in.
My poor little 59 pound 9 year old was all I could think.
Some of the kids on his team are twice his size.
He's holding his own and really starting to enjoy the game and appreciate all the hard work.
Every practice starts with a lap around the field in full pads and helmet.
You would think all these skinny little kids would have no problem keeping their legs 6"
off the ground. This is the worst exercise they have to do.
Hard to go all the way down when your face mask is in the dirt.
ok, so the coach tried to show the boys a new drill. It involves 3 people and they
had to jump over each other then roll.
The boys didn't quite get it so some of the dads had to jump in and show them.
(that's Scott in the red shorts)
BTW; he still has a pulled muscle from this little stunt.
It's sure to be an interesting season.
I hope that I can keep up with all the rules and don't get too upset
when my little guy is on the bottom of the pile.