Swimming in the big lake.
Let’s
compare youth and high school sports to swimming across a lake.
You must
train to do this. You spend countless hours on your journey to prepare for this.
You go to many swimming events and at these events you compare yourself to
others. There are some pretty prestigious ponds to swim before you swim in the
really big lake.
You tell
your friends where you are doing to swim this weekend and even tell them about some
pretty good swimmers that are swimming at this pond.
You start telling
your friends about the big lake you are going to swim in. They don’t know much
about lakes so you can basically make up any lake and say that the people at
that lake who are in charge of the lake have invited you to swim and who will
know the difference.
Now when the
time comes and you have already swam three quarters across the last pond to get
you to the big lake, and are close enough to the shore, you see this sign
You are not
allowed to swim here. We did not invite you and this lake is for invited
swimmers only. Holy crap, what do I do now?
Well since
no one really knows that you were told you can’t swim at this prestigious lake,
why not make some stuff up. You were
hurt, you didn’t like the coach, and you had other offers, anything but the
truth, that you simply weren’t good enough.
So what do
you do for the rest of the season? Do you really believe that you are going to
out and give your best? Or do you get frustrated and disrupt?
Back in my day we didn’t have that. We played
for fun and if something happened it happened. We played at one level and if
were good enough, lucky enough, and healthy enough, were invited to play at the
next level. We dreamed when we were kids, but really, we just kept playing. And
when that lest game in high school came, it was no big deal
I was with a
young man who said he was going to get a full ride to college. He told me the school;
I told him I could check on it. He said why I would do that. Why was I ruining
his parade? I said because it was a lie that was effecting other kids.
I asked why
would you make something like that up? Why would your parents?
He had no
answer.
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