I was thinking about how many dozens - if not hundreds - of times we were together at a baseball game, basketball game or soccer match. I don’t remember your dad ever being vocal on the sideline, though I never really thought about it until now.
Reflecting on that as a father myself, I bet he was just happy to see you play and enjoying the experience without a care in the world as to whether you won or not. He was invested in you and your development, not in whether your 6th grade basketball team won the pre-season scrimmage he was watching. It’s a good example for other parents to follow.
Your dad was a good man, Chris. I’m sure he couldn’t be prouder of the man you’ve become.
Great post, Chris. Thanks for sharing.
I was thinking about how many dozens - if not hundreds - of times we were together at a baseball game, basketball game or soccer match. I don’t remember your dad ever being vocal on the sideline, though I never really thought about it until now.
Reflecting on that as a father myself, I bet he was just happy to see you play and enjoying the experience without a care in the world as to whether you won or not. He was invested in you and your development, not in whether your 6th grade basketball team won the pre-season scrimmage he was watching. It’s a good example for other parents to follow.
Your dad was a good man, Chris. I’m sure he couldn’t be prouder of the man you’ve become.
Thanks, Brother. I am always grateful that Dad never chided game officials except one time in rec league.
He then bought flowers for the ref and apologized for his behavior toward her. It was a gesture that has stuck with me forever.
Appreciate you.
That sounds exactly like something your dad you do.
I appreciate you too, brother.