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Everyone always talks about the anticipation of the freshman year, including yours truly.
I couldn’t wait to see if my son was going to make the freshman team, or JV or even the Varsity, or get cut.
Well, after three years it’s coming to and end. In a short 2 months high school baseball will be over, over for ever.
My son is pretty fortunate, he as been accepted to a couple D-3’s but that doesn’t change the fact that High school ball is almost over.
I’ve loved going to tryouts, practices, games tournaments.
When this all started I really didn’t care for Baseball. But now I don’t know what I’m going to do without it.
Now that my son’s senior season has started, I have all kinds of conflicting feelings. I want my son to be a man and to stand on his own two feet, yet I want that little boy who needs his dad.
I want the season to start, and I don’t want it to start. I want my son to go off and experience what the world has to offer, but I want him to stay.
I guess time goes on, and I have to just deal with it. Soon, too soon it will be over and he will be gone, grown up.
Hopefully we can start a new chapter, a chapter of memories of Collage ball.
Randall
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I haven't reached that point yet, and with my oldest a sophomore I have a few more years. But I plan to get more involved with the local rec programs and continue to be a booster for the local high schools. At least as much as my wife will allow. And you could really help your community baseball programs with your experience and no kid on the team, just think what an influence on the programs you could be. What a golden opportunity to give back.
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Randall, we are in the same position this season. We have a large group of players who have been on the field together since they were little tykes of 7 or so. They are all getting ready to graduate and many of them are college-bound in baseball.

To ease the transition, we've started visiting games at the college he is going to attend. We also have baseball friends at virtually every college in the state, so it's a chance to stay in touch with people we might have missed for a year.

But, this last HS season will be special. We are gearing up for future seasons, but are approaching this season as "unfinnished business" with a dedication to really achieve.

There is some regret that many of these fine young men who we've watched grow up are ending their baseball careers. To most who aren't going on, they still have the dedication but their focus is now on college and their future major... it's all only natural.

It's going to be a bitter-sweet year.
I know what you're going through. My son's senior year of high school baseball was a wonderful time, and even though I knew he was going to play college ball I didn't want HS ball to end. College baseball is great, but it's a totally different atmosphere from HS ball. The fact that I have been able to attend about 95% of his college games is great, but now I'm in the same situation again as he starts his senior year of college baseball. The difference this time is that this could be his last year of baseball ever. I try not to think about it too much and intend on savoring every moment. I'm definitely going to have to find something to do with my time starting next year.
Randall

I understand where you are coming from. I was there several years ago, and find myself there once again, with him being a senior in college now.

I now see it as a progression, not an end. There will be baseball in his future, he loves it much too much to give it up - and will find a way to play somewhere.

His younger brother is now 13 and I still have many games ahead of me with him, and the grandsons are now 18 months - and it is true that time flies.

Enjoy every moment - and pack away the memories for the day when they come no longer.
I've been thinking alot about this topic the last couple of days. There was another similar post I believe yesterday. Also, Arizona and I just talked about this.

Bittersweet is the perfect word for me. He and I can't wait for his season to start. It should be a great year for the team and hopefully for him as well.

His top two college choices are nearby, so I'll be able to see him play. However, highschool ball has been very special. The boys are like my own. Any of them would be welcomed in my home when they are 40 years old. I think the coaches have probably touched my son's life in ways they and my son don't even realize yet.

I have no doubt I'll shed plenty of tears in the next few months.

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