Without the help of Morgan watching Aspen after school, we chose to have me sit out this year officiating basketball. This seems like the logical thing to do, since I'm gone all day, and Hayden's schedule is... well... unpredictable. However...
I miss it.
I miss it when I show up to watch Brenden's game and the ref's are in the hall doing their pre-game. I secretly hope an official doesn't show up so I can throw on a shirt and whistle and go call the game.
I miss it when I see a ref make a good or bad call... I miss having the crowd go NUTS over a call (It never fails, someone is always crying about the call. Who is crying all depends on who you called the violation/foul on).
Maybe I'm a sadist. I've been called such. Teaching Jr high, and officiating basketball... 2 events that require taking your life into your own hands.
On the other hand...
When I get to go home after a long day and STAY home, instead of having to dress and leave again....
When I get to spend Thanksgiving with family instead of in and out of a gym.
When I get to hang with Aspen and Hayden instead of a hostile gym full of fans...
That's when I'm glad I'm on the sideline instead of on the floor.
I'll just be a "basketball mom"
3 comments:
Very Nicely Said...
you so need church basketball there!
I agree with Kara about the church ball, I don't think you'd find more hostility than at church ball to fill that void! I think that Aspen would be a lot funner spend time with than a bunch of sweaty, stinky kids!!
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