The euphoria of your childs 1st game..

[salsadancer7]

I am sure some here have children that play sports. Tell me about the 1st game....

I played D-1 baseball infront of a national stage. But have never had the butterflies in my stomach like my son's 1st basketball game today! He play's in the 5-6 year old divison and I am the assistant coach. Holy cow, talk about emotions! I was more nervous and scared than he was!

Either way, it was fun...and they won. He played PF(he is one of the bigger 6 year olds) and had 2pts, 2rbs, 2 assists, 2 blocks, 2 assists.

Next week, 'wash, rinse repeat'....LOL!

 

[satjay]

It's a great feeling, and the feeling at least for me stays as I cheer on the kids each game and try to review and work on things with them. Daughters soccer game is in a few and I look forward to it. I let her know when there are things she can work on, but I give her lots of praise for the great plays she has during her game

My five year old started playing basketball last year when he just turned five, basketball is one of the tuffer ones as they are just all over the place. But it's fun watching them dive all over for lose balls. My son was a young Dennis Rodman flying all over the place

 

[Rey]

Very cool salsa....

 

[BillD1984]

I know what you mean Salsa. When my daughter played soccer and basketball, I think I was more nervous than her.

I'll never forget Super Bowl Sunday 2003. My then 9 year old daughter dribbled the ball upcourt and stopped right in front of me (I was seated in the first row of bleachers). She proceeded to launch the ball twenty feet towards the basket, and voila....... SWISH!!!! I JUMPED out of my seat, and the 75 or so people that were in the gym erupted like Larry Bird just hit a game winning shot. The best part is when my daughter was running back on defense, she just looked at me with this smile I'll never forget.

BTW, later that night the Patriots went on to beat Carolina in the Super Bowl. Talk about a complete and satisfying day!!

 

[AntAltMike]

In the 1963-1964 bowling year, my father was in a store league and used to take me with him each league night. Since his league reserved its lanes by the hour instead of paying for the number of strings or frames bowled, we would get there early and I would be able to bowl a string for free, which was a big deal for me because we didn't have much money back then. This was New England, "candlepin bowling", where 100 a string is a pretty good score, and where the "world" champion usually had a league average of about 117 to 118. though in fairness to the world, candlepin bowling, even at its zenith, was only available to bowlers in a handful of northeastern states and a couple of Canadian provinces.

One night his team was short a man, so, under league rules, it was required to post a "dummy" score of 80 for each of those strings, and they let me bowl in that spot even though my scored wouldn't count. I was just eleven years old at the time and had an average of about 70, but I opened with the string of my young lifetime and got to hear the PA announcer proclaim, "Your attention pleeeeze. Leeetle Mikie ______ has a just beat his a daddy, 110 to 109." I followed that with an ordinary score, but marked in the last three frames of my last string, and so old man Caras got on the PA again and said, "Your attention, pleeeeze. Leeetle Mikie ____ has a just beat his a daddy again, 104 to 99." My father was mortified and stopped taking me bowling after that.