How are things in the mountains? Well, hmmmm......Today the team has a home game which will be broadcasted nationally. Yes, this is true. The team is 6-21 and they will be on television. Buddy has not pitched in over ten days yet I know that he will be on the mound today...rusty....perhaps unable to find the plate....OR maybe he will surprise all of us and just mow them down.
Watching this from a parent's perspective is frustrating. Thinking that he signed on for a decent team with coaches who would develop his talent was wrong. They are not doing what they promised. I am not sure why. Perhaps they do not have the tools to translate what they know to their players. After all, to coach well means that you have to be able to communicate fundamentals, expectations, and standards. These hitters cannot even bunt which is one of the easiest things to do. The batter squares, turns the bat, and just nicks the ball so that it drops a few feet away from the catcher...then he
runs...these guys run then square up.....again....huh?
Ah....it's all about learning. They are learning.....they are learning what to do and how to advocate for themselves. Dad and I are not involved. The coaches would not know us if they fell on top of us in the rest room.
Although Dad has made one suggestion each day for the last three years....talk to the coaches. That's it. If he wants answers...if he wants coaching...if he wants advice...he cannot use his non existent powers of mental telepathy. He has to formulate sentences and open his mouth. Then he has to politely ask the coach for assistance in developing his skills. Does that make sense that he has to ask? Well, he does.....sadly....Until he asks, he will remain in the bullpen, rusty, dull, and unable to strike anyone out. Is that what the coaches want? I don't know...ask them.....