Life is a funny thing.
It feels like sometimes when I have things figured out, the very next day my life
seems to take a completely different path.
The path is never planned, but more often than not, usually
turns out to benefit me the most.
Exhibit A:
It feels like sometimes when I have things figured out, the very next day my life
seems to take a completely different path.
The path is never planned, but more often than not, usually
turns out to benefit me the most.
Exhibit A:
A few weeks ago, I walked into Conifer High School to drop paperwork off with my mom.
As we left (about 10 minutes later), I was suddenly the new
head JV/assistant Varsity softball coach.
What??.....Huh??.....HOW?!?!
I played softball for about sevenish years (spaced from high school to college).
I was never the best player, but I always had something a lot of other players didn't -
extreme love and passion for the sport.
Where a lot of girls had competition (which I had, of course), I usually
was just happy to be out in the field.
My senior year of high school, I played varsity ball.
I didn't start most games and I very rarely ever played out in my beloved left field.
Rather, I found myself filling the position of being our catcher's runner.
She hit, I ran (kinda like Forrest Gump....I just liked to run)
I was a part of a team, and I loved it!
Fast Forward back to this year.....
Coaching has always been on my bucket list, so I leapt at the
chance to have my own team.
First day of practice was nerve-wrecking.
I saw the head Varsity coach (my old high school coach), she said hello,
jumped in her car, AND drove away.
And so, my six JV girls and I jumped head first into our season.
To answer your question....YES I only had six girls on my team.
And yes, you DO need at least nine to field a team.
Thank God for varsity swing players!
This season definitely wasn't without its struggles.
It seemed like every time I showed up for practice, one girl or the other was injured.
I saw more sprained ankles, torn ligaments, broken toes, and concussions
than an emergency room after a college rager.
No joke.
The athletic trainer knew the names of every girl on my team.
NEVER a good sign.
But adversity is key to making a player better - or at least that's what I believe.
We took every road block thrown our way and ran with it.
And you know what??...we ended with a winning record.
6-4, Baby.
Not too shabby for a first time (got no clue what I'm doing) coach!
Coaching proved to be one of the greatest twists to ever happen to me.
It was exactly what I needed, at exactly the right moment in my life.
These girls taught me more about my abilities and myself than I ever expected.
We laughed, we cried, we worked hard, but most importantly,
we made memories that will last a lifetime.
And for that, I am extremely blessed and thankful.
This team (both the Varsity and JV) will always have a special place in my heart.
As we left (about 10 minutes later), I was suddenly the new
head JV/assistant Varsity softball coach.
What??.....Huh??.....HOW?!?!
Definitely not something I had been planning, but something I am exceptionally
grateful fell into my lap.
I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Let's back track a little....I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
I played softball for about sevenish years (spaced from high school to college).
I was never the best player, but I always had something a lot of other players didn't -
extreme love and passion for the sport.
Where a lot of girls had competition (which I had, of course), I usually
was just happy to be out in the field.
My senior year of high school, I played varsity ball.
I didn't start most games and I very rarely ever played out in my beloved left field.
Rather, I found myself filling the position of being our catcher's runner.
She hit, I ran (kinda like Forrest Gump....I just liked to run)
I was a part of a team, and I loved it!
Fast Forward back to this year.....
Coaching has always been on my bucket list, so I leapt at the
chance to have my own team.
First day of practice was nerve-wrecking.
I saw the head Varsity coach (my old high school coach), she said hello,
jumped in her car, AND drove away.
And so, my six JV girls and I jumped head first into our season.
To answer your question....YES I only had six girls on my team.
And yes, you DO need at least nine to field a team.
Thank God for varsity swing players!
This season definitely wasn't without its struggles.
It seemed like every time I showed up for practice, one girl or the other was injured.
I saw more sprained ankles, torn ligaments, broken toes, and concussions
than an emergency room after a college rager.
No joke.
The athletic trainer knew the names of every girl on my team.
NEVER a good sign.
But adversity is key to making a player better - or at least that's what I believe.
We took every road block thrown our way and ran with it.
And you know what??...we ended with a winning record.
6-4, Baby.
Not too shabby for a first time (got no clue what I'm doing) coach!
Coaching proved to be one of the greatest twists to ever happen to me.
It was exactly what I needed, at exactly the right moment in my life.
These girls taught me more about my abilities and myself than I ever expected.
We laughed, we cried, we worked hard, but most importantly,
we made memories that will last a lifetime.
And for that, I am extremely blessed and thankful.
This team (both the Varsity and JV) will always have a special place in my heart.
Forever and always, a proud Lady Lobo.
PS - I'd like to extend a HUGE thank you to everyone that supported me this season!
The wonderful cheering section that was the parents,
my amazing mom for learning how to keep the score and always keeping me sane,
and Coach Carrie O....for truly believing in my abilities both on and off the field.
You're more of a life coach and mentor than you'll ever really know.
