Sometimes I wonder what I'm thinking. With everything I already have on my plate --
I volunteered to help my daughters Instructional Softball team. There had been a second coach at the first practice but he seems to have disappeared. The guy that is the head coach is doing a great job but as I watched him on Tuesday, trying to keep 12 girls paying attention, doing this all by himself, I thought about the "game".
They are "games" in the sense we will have another team there but in Instructional, they will not keep score. I'm thinking that as the batter is batting, the rest of the girls are on the bench.... and the vision I had was just not good. Imagine 11 girls, aged 5 to 8, sitting there -- or should I say not sitting there.
I recalled all the years I went to watch my nephew and niece play ball (they are now 28 and 26) that the assistant coach or the manager kept the bench "under control". So I offered. And on Friday, I'm off to the Police Station for a BCI (background) check.
I know I would be at the field for all the practices and games anyway but I was thinking I could crochet or make phone calls. But one adult can't do it alone.
Of course, I have never played myself. I'm not athletic in the least but I'm a good cheerleader and keep the girls on their toes and under control.
Wish me Luck!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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