So Q-Dog is five years old now and we have made our first foray into the world of little league baseball. I gotta tell you folks — I’m not liking the looks of this so far. (That’s not him in the pic BTW — just some random tee ball photo I found)
Doggy has two older sisters so I already have experience with some sports and activities for kids. We have done the dance thing, gymnastics, swim team, and I even helped coach the volleyball team for Number One (that’s our oldest who turned 10 yesterday). At most those activities required one practice per week and perhaps an hour long game on a Saturday. Not bad.
Thankfully our tee-ball coach doesn’t require practices, but even so they have two games scheduled every week. These are no 45 minute affairs either – these are three inning, hour and a half games each. And the times are all over the map: Friday night and Saturday afternoon one week, Monday and Tuesday evening the next. Geeez — did someone forget that these are a bunch of 5 year olds?
The scarier part is that I hear we are getting off easy. A family I home teach has a nine year old son on a little league team. They hold two practices per week that last a full two hours each time and if the kid misses a practice he doesn’t play on Saturday. Plus a parent has to stay for the full four hours. Sorry folks, but that’s ridiculous.
Look, baseball isn’t even that cool of a game. Sure, it’s good times to go to a MLB game when the weather is nice and all — but I know you baseball, and you are no basketball or football… or even volleyball.
In our case, the Doggy is probably going to end up being 6’3″+ so I think I want to get off this stinkin’ little league train early and let him focus on other sports as he gets older. Swimming or track or hoops or volleyball might work nicely later for him based on the gene pool. I realize that as the young’ns get into middle school and high school there may be no avoiding a lot of hours for whatever sports/activities they are into but until then I like the idea of riding bikes in the cul-de-sac, swimming in the pool with the neighbor kids, and you know — being a kid.
I know they call baseball the national pastime and all, but I’m just not buyin’ up what little league is trying to sell around here.