I’m lucky I was an athlete. And I am blessed to have children that are also athletes. Not just because of their impending success, but because of the failures. And even more so, for all the friendships made on the field, on the track, on the court — for those friends that carried me through many of my younger years, and the ones that will carry them. The friends that were foes on the field.
“Friendships born on the field of athletic strife are the real gold of competition. Awards become corroded, friends gather no dust.” ~ Jesse Owens
Growing up a competitive athlete, I inevitably also turned into a huge sports fan. OK. Wait. I should clarify, because actually I’m not a big fan of baseball, golf, tennis, car racing or hockey (and don’t even get me started on softball, cycling, or speed walking or GASP!! bass fishing). So really, I suppose it’s more that I’m a fan of good competition — a fan of the fight, if you will. And in the spirit of March Madness, I admit I am loving the close games and have stayed up past my bed time more than once this week.
Why? Because the competition is fierce. And when you watch their faces you understand that it’s far more than a game. Sports — be it football or the steeplechase (or God forbid, bass fishing) — can start a conversation. It can feed Sunday night’s dinner table talk, Monday morning water cooler conversation and multitudes of “If only” disclaimers across the Internet. Sports can keep you up late glued to post-game commentary; can call you from your slumber early in the a.m. for more commentary. Why? Again, because it is more than a game.
Sports can be a friendly yet fervent diversion from the mundane and the games we play, the races we run, the fish we catch (I guess) help us make connections with those we otherwise might not. Sports also allow us to dream about the “what could have been if only” not to mention the “what should have been if only” … and I am a sports fan because I am a fan of life and always, always, giving your heart and soul to anything you believe. So again, I am lucky to have been an athlete. And I am blessed to have children that are athletes — because through all their victories, all their disappointments, they will learn. And they will cherish these days along with the friends that stand beside them — win, or lose. And that is why all kids should do a sport … even if its with bait and tackle.
Today’s post inspired by The Daily One-word Prompt: Friend. Oh and just ‘cause I can’t help myself, GO DUCKS!!