My son and I were talking a few days ago about how many of the "studs" he played with and against before middle school ball no longer play baseball. You know, the ones who were always on the field playing while he maybe only got an inning or two in a few games. He rarely complained, though. He just loved being there. My son is a lefty and was pretty much limited to pitching. I encouraged him by saying, "Your day will come".
He began pitching lessons from a former pro just before his first middle school season and had impressive years at 7th and 8th grade, and was starter on his freshman high school team. He was on varsity as a sophomore but got little playing time being at the bottom of the totem pole. He did have some good outings, though. He was pretty dominant on the mound over the few remaining "studs" of earlier years who play at opposing schools.
I believe it has been God's plan all along to save him for these last two years of high school and future college. Maturity was also in the plan.
My son also told me about another player who just quit the baseball team saying he was "burnt out". I then asked my son if he still loved it enough to continue playing, and he said he did. Boy, was I relieved!! Now, he is a 6'3" left-handed pitcher about to enter his junior season, which I believe will be the beginning for him to have his stand out time.
I'm going to cherish these next two years of high school baseball, win or lose. After all, I've been at virtually every game since t-ball. I know if he goes to play in college I won't get to be at all of those games. Guess I'll take up quilting or something then!!
Good luck to all of you this season. Our first game is mid-February, but workouts begin after the Christmas holidays.
I had a few interruptions while typing this, so it may be "choppy".
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