Not a lot to say tonight. I’m worn out. When you leave the house at 9:30 and get home at 5:30 and haven’t actually gotten paid but worked your ass off for a lot of that time, you feel more tired. Happy tired, because it was football and two out of three boys put W on the board, but tired. The elite team ends the regular season 7-0 while the rookie rising stars go 5-2, with one loss coming to the 7-0 elite and the 2nd a fluke loss that came down to a single play. In honesty, we had two games come down to one play and went .500 in the clutch. Now we have a bye week and likely get to face the team we beat by 1 point in OT in the playoffs. Winner likely faces the elite in the championship.
What a moment as a dad that would be to have a son on each team in the championships. What a moment as a coach to have been an integral part of coaching each of the teams in the championship and get to lead one into battle? But first, we have a playoff game against a team that looked like it could beat us easy today. The Elite whipped them, sure, but we aren’t the elite and they look better than they did the last game. Historically, we play teams better the second go round, but allow more points.
That cannot happen here. So, we work this week and next. 6 practices before the moment of truth.
Some Thoughts:
- I’m applying for a writing job–one that really intrigues me. Do I have the time to make it happen? I better. The learning opportunity here is pretty epic.