I miss coaching

This spring, for some reason, is really killing me!

For several years, I coached Freshman Baseball at the high school that I teach. I loved it, but life got in the way. I needed to pick up a part-time job that paid a little more than the $0.58 an hour that coaching paid and so I had to quit coaching.

I am really missing it...a lot right now. The weather is beautiful, crisp...and I want to be in a dugout making a lineup and yelling with my mouth full of sunflower seeds (yelling at the Rox isn't the same).

Last year, I coached my daughter's tee-ball team (5-6 year-olds) and had a blast, but it just wasn't the same. I couldn't call them my little fun catchy nicknames, I couldn't mock them, I couldn't steal sunflower seeds from them. Seriously, I missed the strategy, the chess game, the double switch, the hit and run, the double steal, the fake bunt...oh I love this game!

I am going to be coaching her team again. When she looks up at me with her big blues (the same as her mother's!) and asks, "Daddy will you be my coach again?" How could I say no...Oh well, the suicide squeeze will have to wait for another year.

By the way, I have a "special" blog for my rantings on "my teams" at lockonsports.blogspot.com

your welcome to stop in an rant with me.

Until next time...

the Lockedawg