Go Valders!
Bleacher butt has never felt so good!
If you had told me 10 years ago that I would not only spend 6 - 8 hours a week squishing into jam-packed bleachers to watch bastketball, but would enjoy it and actually ask to watch kids games that I wouldn't have to- I would have smacked you with my knitting needles. Basketball? I didn't care about basketball! Well this mother of two players and friend of a mother of two players has changed her tune.
When my oldest daughter started playing 3 on 3 a few years ago, I liked it because it meant a day of knitting while sitting outside with a cup of coffee. This was a sport? Ha! I only had to put down my needles three or four times during the day for about 25 minutes at a time to watch the girls run around with this orange thing, trying to toss it up in the air so that it would go down into the net thing. Then I clapped. Ok. Game over? Time for more knitting.
My husband was smart. He introduced me to the sport the right way. "Of course you can bring your knitting," he told me. "I don't mind." And he didn't.
From the outdoor 3 on 3, I progressed to the 5 player school team. Indoors. My husband told me that I could still bring my knitting, and I did. But I didn't have a lot of time for knitting. I talked with friends before the game and during halftime. When the game was over, we left. No cup of coffee in my camping folding chair. Only hard bleachers, cramped knees, and a numb butt. But I liked it. Of course it helped that my daughter's team was pretty darned good (and that's not just a proud mamma talking). This year, they have won all of their games and have a record of 8-0 with most of their games being won by over 20 points.
My daughter's good friend, Sally, who plays on the same team has a brother on the high school varsity team. They are pretty darned good, too. Don't believe me? Check it out! They are ranked 5th in the state right now for Division 3, and we have been to most of their games. They also win most of their games by more than 20 points. We even went to the games before they were ranked in the state. Before the bleachers were so cramped. Now, the whole village shows up. Honest. When you click on the team page you will see that the high scorer is R. Linzmeier. He is the brother of my oldest daughter's friend. Boy, can he play!
Now my youngest daughter is playing, too. This means that I spend 2 hours a week watching my oldest daughter play on her 7th grade team, 2 more hours watching the 8th grade girl's team, 2 hours watching the boy's varsity team, and 1 hour watching my youngest daughter at practice.
That's seven hours of time that I used to knit. No wonder these pair of socks are going so slowly. But it's worth it!
Go Valders.... Go Varsity Boys, 7th grade girls, and 4th grade girls!
I put down my needles in awe.
If you had told me 10 years ago that I would not only spend 6 - 8 hours a week squishing into jam-packed bleachers to watch bastketball, but would enjoy it and actually ask to watch kids games that I wouldn't have to- I would have smacked you with my knitting needles. Basketball? I didn't care about basketball! Well this mother of two players and friend of a mother of two players has changed her tune.
When my oldest daughter started playing 3 on 3 a few years ago, I liked it because it meant a day of knitting while sitting outside with a cup of coffee. This was a sport? Ha! I only had to put down my needles three or four times during the day for about 25 minutes at a time to watch the girls run around with this orange thing, trying to toss it up in the air so that it would go down into the net thing. Then I clapped. Ok. Game over? Time for more knitting.
My husband was smart. He introduced me to the sport the right way. "Of course you can bring your knitting," he told me. "I don't mind." And he didn't.
From the outdoor 3 on 3, I progressed to the 5 player school team. Indoors. My husband told me that I could still bring my knitting, and I did. But I didn't have a lot of time for knitting. I talked with friends before the game and during halftime. When the game was over, we left. No cup of coffee in my camping folding chair. Only hard bleachers, cramped knees, and a numb butt. But I liked it. Of course it helped that my daughter's team was pretty darned good (and that's not just a proud mamma talking). This year, they have won all of their games and have a record of 8-0 with most of their games being won by over 20 points.
My daughter's good friend, Sally, who plays on the same team has a brother on the high school varsity team. They are pretty darned good, too. Don't believe me? Check it out! They are ranked 5th in the state right now for Division 3, and we have been to most of their games. They also win most of their games by more than 20 points. We even went to the games before they were ranked in the state. Before the bleachers were so cramped. Now, the whole village shows up. Honest. When you click on the team page you will see that the high scorer is R. Linzmeier. He is the brother of my oldest daughter's friend. Boy, can he play!
Now my youngest daughter is playing, too. This means that I spend 2 hours a week watching my oldest daughter play on her 7th grade team, 2 more hours watching the 8th grade girl's team, 2 hours watching the boy's varsity team, and 1 hour watching my youngest daughter at practice.
That's seven hours of time that I used to knit. No wonder these pair of socks are going so slowly. But it's worth it!
Go Valders.... Go Varsity Boys, 7th grade girls, and 4th grade girls!
I put down my needles in awe.
