Put Me In Coach

As humans, we all have been blessed with individual gifts and talents. Some of us have the poise and coordination to make round objects meet with net holsters. Others can run fast, jump high, and throw balls in straight trajectories. I bet you didn't know that I am secretly one of these super-skilled athletic naturals.

Why are you laughing?

Okay, so I am neither a leader nor card carrying member of any athletic sport. My son, however, seems to be one of their groupies. A week ago Friday I took Xavier for a walk around the block and we stopped at my friend Tamie's house for a visit. Her children were in the front yard practicing for a lacrosse game. Xavier watched them for awhile and then decided that he was ready to play too...




...Oh, put me in, Coach!
I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be Centerfield
(as sung by John Fogerty)

P.S. I think the word sports is too well-defined within the English language; I believe it should be more generalized in its acceptation. A heavy emphasis has been placed on individuals or teams who can run, jump, throw, or shoot. Why can't we expand the sporting world to include lesser known activities which require as much stamina and endurance? For instance, if cattiness was more widely accepted as a sport, you know I would earn a red letter! I can even imitate the claw sign with my fingers, and with a flick of my wrist and hiss through my teeth, I score a goal every time! It took a lot of practice to perfect the flick and hiss. Isn't that right, Momma Cat?