I saw my son at his first freshman year ball game in the spring. I had not seen any practices, and when I asked him how it was going the only response I got was “fine” or “good.”
I showed up for the first game with great enthusiasm. I had a new hat with the school’s colors—I was very excited.
When I got there the first inning had already started, and to my horror my son was on the field but not playing his preferred position! I was shocked—he never said that was a possibility!
Then I looked down the roster, and he was the only freshman on the field. So of course none of the other freshman parents wanted to commiserate with me. In fact, with a roster size twice what I was used to from the year before, I should have been thankful.
Oh, that was JV baseball at his high school. Why would college be any different?!