Part of an ongoing project called, "The Yes Project", where I resolve to say YES more to opportunities that come my way. Click here to see the other posts.
I detest football. I loathe it, and have spent every single Superbowl party in the kitchen trying to avoid talking about football. Mr. Boy has been dying to play football, even pointing out that he could play football in college, because he knows college is my weakness. I'll say yes to almost anything if it motivates Mr. Boy for college. I have said, "No Football, I love your big beautiful brain too much."
I somehow thought Mr. Boy would hate flag football. I didn't think Mr. Boy would be good at it and I didn't think he'd like the early morning practices. I kind of figured, he'd do a season and decide, "Meh, it's not my sport."
With every game, I felt my disdain for football starting to wane. I learned the basics of the game and with every interception, every flag that was pulled, every touchdown by my beautiful boy I could hear a little voice in my head saying, "Oh, maybe just a little tackle football. Maybe just in high school. Maybe some in college. Maybe a football scholarship."
|Mr. Boy, Zoey the Lion (Team Mascot) and AK|
Then there was the football coach... Coach Glenn who was kind, encouraging, commanded respect, but was calm and even tempered. He was encouraging and did wonders for Mr. Boys self esteem. I would find myself in the middle of a fight with Mr. Boy, taking a deep breath and channeling the zen calmness of Coach Glenn.