Hongumart on Nostr: #gm #nostr #coffeechain It’s Sunday and your boy is at work. Feeling a little bad ...
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It’s Sunday and your boy is at work.
Feeling a little bad about myself on this beautiful morning.
My 10 year old son had his first traveling basketball tournament yesterday. It was his team’s first one and they were obviously nervous and a bit overwhelmed, having only played in a rec basketball league prior to this. First few games were very rough but they came around and finished strong with their last two but went 0-4 overall. No bones about, they got an eye opener to the different level of competition that is travel league hoops.
So a tough day of basketball for my boy. I Asked him at the end of the day if he had fun (I was kind of worried he was going to tell me he never wanted to play hoops again) and he looked at me all strange and was like “of course, it was awesome”. Kid just loves playing basketball.
Me on the other hand…I let myself get a bit out of control with my emotions. Criticizing refs and getting all pissy in the stands. Just in general being very in-dude. At one point my wife told me that I need to cool it down or go outside. WTF was I even doing ?
I just wanted it so bad for my son. I wanted instant success, even though that is not how these things work (I did the travel bball thing myself as a kid). Gotta pay your dues just like everything. My son understood, but his father did not and I just feel like total shit about how I acted this morning.
This is just not how I want to be. I do not want to be “that Dad”. So I am going to work on it and get better, just like my kid and the game of basketball.
Ah, feels good to get that out there and off my chest. Hoping that writing all this down will help keep me accountable to myself.
Hope you all have a great and holy day of rest, even if you are like me and not doing much resting.
😎
It’s Sunday and your boy is at work.
Feeling a little bad about myself on this beautiful morning.
My 10 year old son had his first traveling basketball tournament yesterday. It was his team’s first one and they were obviously nervous and a bit overwhelmed, having only played in a rec basketball league prior to this. First few games were very rough but they came around and finished strong with their last two but went 0-4 overall. No bones about, they got an eye opener to the different level of competition that is travel league hoops.
So a tough day of basketball for my boy. I Asked him at the end of the day if he had fun (I was kind of worried he was going to tell me he never wanted to play hoops again) and he looked at me all strange and was like “of course, it was awesome”. Kid just loves playing basketball.
Me on the other hand…I let myself get a bit out of control with my emotions. Criticizing refs and getting all pissy in the stands. Just in general being very in-dude. At one point my wife told me that I need to cool it down or go outside. WTF was I even doing ?
I just wanted it so bad for my son. I wanted instant success, even though that is not how these things work (I did the travel bball thing myself as a kid). Gotta pay your dues just like everything. My son understood, but his father did not and I just feel like total shit about how I acted this morning.
This is just not how I want to be. I do not want to be “that Dad”. So I am going to work on it and get better, just like my kid and the game of basketball.
Ah, feels good to get that out there and off my chest. Hoping that writing all this down will help keep me accountable to myself.
Hope you all have a great and holy day of rest, even if you are like me and not doing much resting.
😎