Dave had his debut appearance as a basketball coach today. He did awesome. Ok, and so did Max. And because Dave is the coach he somehow thinks I'm his secretary and that I should be in charge of all the calls and e-mails. Even things that he doesn't ask me to do he's assumed that I've already done. Hmmmm. Have I really pulled the veil over his eyes so thick that he would think that I'm that on the ball?? Well, maybe he's thinking that I should take some responsibility since I'm the one who suggested he should finally coach this year. Well, ok, maybe it was more of a push than a suggestion...maybe a little bit of a guilt trip. But hey, our one boy is growing up and since he's in 5th grade and over five feet tall Dave's excuse of not having enough patience for coaching little kids doesn't have much clout any more. So, I guess I'm ok with being the "team secretary" (which so far translates into the "team mom"), because I haven't been so quick to jump on that in any of the other vast amounts of teams our kids have been on. (And don't let the sheer number of teams they've been a part of translate into the assumption that that number signifies that they are great athletes, because sadly to say our children have all inherited a good share of my athletic and coordination abilities, which are pretty dismal. Luckily they do have some of Dave in them too so they can carry their own.)
So Dave led the team to their first victory today and it was great.
Here's Max with the game-winning shot. Ok, so it wasn't the one that won the game, but it was a good one.Check out the sheer determination of these kids...so obviously influenced by that good looking coach clear over there on the side lines.Boy do I love those boys.
So, hats off to Dave the coach, Max the exceptional player, and me, the secretary. We're in for a fun season!