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A Day at the Ballpark

Page history last edited by PBworks 16 years, 5 months ago

My family has always been a sport-playing family. My dad played baseball, basketball, and golf in his younger years, and continues to play golf to this day. My mom played basketball, volleyball, and ran track in high school but the only sport she participates in now is being a baseball mom. My brother plays baseball, tennis, and basketball. I don't play any sports now in college, but in high school I played four years of varsity golf, and before that, played city-league baseball.

 

My parents always encouraged sports, which wasn't necessary since we wanted to play, but never insisted on it. I see parents today that push their kids and live through them vicariously in sports and it reeks of desperation. Even in little league baseball parents would yell at their kids who performed poorly and praise them when they did well. After my games, my parents would always commend me on the good aspects of it, and relate to me the importance of not letting a loss get you down. After all, it was just a game. So on one hand you have my parents telling me how well I did or how I can improve next time while on the other, little Billy Bob's parents wont even talk to him because he forgot to tag up. It's a ridiculous thing to do and it does a lot of damage to a child's self esteem. Needless to say, because of this I developed a pretty mild competitive edge. I mean, I like to win, but losing never got to me.

 

Today, I never take a loss personally. Maybe I'm jaded since my first year of college was a national championship, but I think it was my upbringing. I knew Mom and Dad loved me no matter how well or how poorly I played, and I am grateful for that.

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