The energy in the gymnasium today reminded me of the days of my youth. When I first started playing basketball in elementary school, we did not have a gymnasium. We practiced outside on a blacktop court. Sometimes it was so cold we had to put the basketballs inside a car with the heater on to keep the balls from deflating. (Or did we have a future New England Patriots player in our midst?)
Obviously, we had no home games since we did not have a gym, but that opportunity to play still served as a foundation to build my skills. Eventually, I played in high school. I was not always receiving a lot of playing time, but growing three inches per year in high school helped that process along. Finally, I was blessed with a full ride scholarship to play at the collegiate level. Being 6'8" tall does have some advantages.
A lot of emphasis is placed on sports in modern society. Are there excesses at times? Of course there are, just like with almost everything else. However, I hope we never lose sight of the good that is also attained through participating in sports--especially team sports. The ability to work together toward a common goal comes in handy throughout life.
To all of the coaches who give generously of their time and talent to help young people develop life skills through the avenue of sports, thank you.
And now for a brief trip down memory lane--oh, to be young again!
To whom do you owe a debt of gratitude? Reach out and let someone know how they positively impacted your life. It doesn't have to be a coach or a teacher, but it certainly could be. Simply tell them, "Thank you!"