I’m writing this after my town’s first ever flag football tourney. We lost. Both teams. Our older kids suffered from a coach (me) who wasn’t there the whole time because he had another squad. More importantly, they weren’t really that old and in the 10-12 division, the older stronger teams won the day. Our younger kids fell victim to, well, themselves. We played in the finals against an out of town team we’d beaten earlier in the day and were far too tired to really give it our all. Somehow those kids seemed fresh. Furthermore, we did not play well and that led to a loss.
Which led to the end of a very fun season. I’m worn out and grateful that it is over. I know soccer is right around the corner, but my role in that is merely as spectator. The other coaches in town can deal with that stuff. All I want to do is nap for an entire summer.
Sports takes up such a predominant part of our lives here that it is hard to know what to do when you aren’t worrying about it. While I am still helping to coach one tackle team, that work is limited and I can honestly say I have time to do things with my kids.
The problem is, I am not sure what to do with em.