My son has played travel basketball since fourth grade with many of the same kids. Thursday night I drove five of them to their final scrimmage (see post ) . You see we lost in the second round of the playoffs and then it was just over. The coach emailed to ask if anyone was up for a ‘friendly’ scrimmage with the neighboring town who was in the playoffs in their league. We agreed. Here is what I saw…
- All ten boys showed up… happy.
- They had two rotations selected by two ‘honorary’ captains… one of them being my son.
- They laughed, they played together, they took shots, they defended, they cheered each other on.
- They won three of their six periods.
- They had the most fun that I have seen them have ALL season.
I have lots of opinions on how this season went… and I won’t get into them here. (or perhaps this is another post!) I will say my son did NOT see a lot of playing time. Never once did he hang his head. Never once did he complain. It drove me ABSOLUTELY insane! He is a good, solid player. Coaches in all his sports have always told us what a great athlete he is because he listens, does the right thing, plays hard, and gives 100+%. Then PUT HIM IN! But I digress… (or perhaps this is another post!)
I saw one of their best games of the season on Thursday. I am happy that this was their final game…not the horrible loss in the playoffs. I’m not sure who will tryout for Freshmen basketball, but I’m thankful that he will have this to remember as his final travel basketball memory.