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Just tell me now what's going to happen to my HS freshman son over the next few years, I can take it!!

If you could receive an answer on this, would you want it? Or would it spoil the fun?

I think whether or not my son ever plays college ball, I really wouldn't want to know ahead of time. I think HE'D like the crystal ball, but I'm just trying to live day-by-day (because both Oprah and Dr Phil have told me to)..........
"I would be lost without baseball. I don't think I could stand being away from it as long as I was alive." Roberto Clemente #21
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KRAK

Every day I tell myself how fortunate I am-- I am doing what I love--baseball---- my wife is 100% part of what I do --she is my heartbeat and pulse-----and then today the man who coached my sons Select Team 12 years ago called me just to talk and see how things are

Another aspect as to how how great life can be if you let it be so-- as many of you may or not know I was in the music business for a number of years in my early life---the other night I am listening to the radio and I hear LONELY by AKON with Bobby Vinton singing Mr Lonely is falsetto as part of the record-- the record has been # 4 on the charts for the past four wweks--a longtime friend of mine, actually my record producer in the 60's and 70's, wrote Mr. Lonely with Bobby Vinton back in the 60's--hearing the song I looked up his number and made the call --we had not spoken for many moons--- revived a great relationship with a simple 30 minute phone call

Life can be so sweet >>>>>>>>>>>>>
Hey there


Not feeling so hot right now-- just saw where an old NY buddy of mine , he was doing sitcoms at that time, Frank Gorshin (The Original Riddler) just passed away.

GoD Bless you Frank !!!

As we get older our relationships evaporate in space--we lose contact and then "POOF" they are gone

For all of you --hold on to what you have
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Krak,
Don't try to think about the future, try to enjoy the present.
Sometimes when we try to imagine what life will bring a few years from now and things don't pan out, we become too disappointed.
This is not about you, it is about your son. There will be good days as well as bad days ahead for him, it is a necessary part of entering adulthood. You will have a lot of good days and bad ones as well, brush up on your parenting skills!
Try to enjoy every minute of HS baseball, because it goes by tooooo quickly!
Krakatoa,
Interesting post! No, I would not want to know ahead of time what the future holds. I don’t think my son would either. He has set himself some pretty lofty goals in baseball and I think I have taught him that everything depends on how hard he works and his attitude toward the task at hand. Will he obtain those goals? Who knows? The odds are against it... but if he works hard and falls short of his goals, the lessons he learns in his attempt to succeed may be more valuable than reaching the goal itself.
I have NO crystal ball. Instead I have a big brass hinge on a plaque in my office that was given to me by my employees. I have always felt in business, the future hinges on your previous steps. Progression through the levels of baseball is much the same. It all starts prior to high school (I know there are late-bloomers but they are the exceptions)... First you listen to what your son wants to do and together you work out a plan. You offer to HELP him...You don’t MAKE him do anything related to baseball. You are the mentor and the monitor. Your job is to keep him on track...but...if he wants to waiver from his plan; you are the one that has to adjust. You bite your lip! You start to learn a lot about your son. What motivates him and what hurts him. You talk with him about his goals on a daily basis. He’s driven by emotions and dreams.... you are the one that has to be in touch with reality. You learn to help him manage his youthful dream with his impending rendezvous with reality. As he develops and matures your role changes...as does his. He suddenly becomes aware of reality. He’s seen his teammates falter and fail. He’s seen society take its’ toll on those less committed. He's seen some of the ugly things life has to offer. He's becoming a man. You become his friend and his fan. You no longer have to be the constant nagging voice in his life because his maturity has made him a better listener.

Being the parent of an athlete I can tell you that I love it... and I hate it... but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I admit it’s been difficult but exciting. The parents of athletes have a very difficult task. You have to teach your son to be a winner while teaching him that it’s OK to lose. You know he trusts you and you knowingly encourage him to venture into a situation where you know he will be challenged to his very limits? You tell him to never give up, knowing all along ...at some point, quitting is not bad...at some point quitting will become the wise choice. If there were a crystal ball and we could see the future we could all see one thing for sure, all our sons will hang up the cleats…someday. ‘Till then, we parents need to be there.... For them, for us, for baseball. Wink
Fungo
Fungo,

Talking about reality - sometimes - you just get hammered.

That is life too. LOL - No goldilocks stories.

No "Field of Dreams" bs.
Just hardcore hammering - deserved or not.

Its about bouncing back that really makes the difference to me.

Its the bounce baby.
That - for most normal people - is the true test IMO.

Bounce high. Or bounce out.
Wouldn't want it - wouldn't want my kids to have it. Knowing the future would alter the present. Facing the challenges, celebrating the joys, and being patient for the rewards is what life is all about. Want my kids to have the experiences and choose the paths that will make them the great human beings I know they will be as adults. This includes sometimes taking a hard path where you don't know what will happen!
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Krak,

Anytime.

I figure - every once in a while - some idiot like me needs to tell a bit of the "other side". Ugly as it may be. God forbid if I told the whole truth.

No glory here my man.
Just some hard core bad stuff.
Sometimes - Cinderella just takes a vicious beating - and drops dead. LOL

Nobody writes about that - and very few want to read it either.

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