God: Our True Head Coach On and Off the Field

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God Our True Head Coach On and Off the Field

Good times, rough seasons, life goes on...

Well the season is over and so is my son's high school lacrosse experience.  It was a tough season to say the least.  They went 5-11 and many of the seniors had limited playing time.  I can say that my son learned to cope in adverse situations and to stand up for himself.  After all, this is life.  Sometimes situations don't go in your favor and you have to "suck it up" and keep moving forward.  He has really grown up this year and although he had a rough lacrosse season, he has matured into a thoughtful, respectful young man.  There's a silver lining in everything.

As a parent, it was heart-breaking.  I must say that it was difficult for most of us on the sidelines.  With those feelings in mind, I decided to look at all the good that has taken place for Christian and his teammates over the years.  I have hundreds of photos that I have put into a video for them.  It highlights their days in junior lacrosse, summer lacrosse, and high school.  No matter what the stats reveal, this video shows the heart of the game and the hearts of these players.  They will all go on to do great things.  A special thanks to "A Tribe Called Red" whose music is the soundtrack for this short video.  Their incredible beats and use of authentic Native American chants and rhythms was perfect to showcase  The Creator's Game. Enjoy.

The Last High School Season Begins

It's hard to believe that this is my son's last season of high school lacrosse.  The time has gone so quickly, and yet so much has happened in that time.  He has grown physically, emotionally, and academically.  We have all weathered many storms on and off the field, and look forward to him continuing to play in college.

But right now he is focused on his varsity team, his new coaches, and the shear joy that he has experienced playing the game of lacrosse.  I can remember when he started playing as a third grader at a two week summer camp.  He only had a stick and the coaches gave him pads and a helmet.  He won the award that summer for taking a very hard hit and getting back up to finish playing the game.  That incident was an example of what his years as a player have been. Lots of bumps and bruises, playing time, no playing time, questioning of his integrity, his love of the sport, his speed, the list goes on.  But Christian has come through and has become a strong young man with a bright future and a dedication to lacrosse that is admirable. 

I look forward to watching him this season and beyond as I sit in the stands with parents that I have know for nearly ten years.  We will cheer them on, loudly, win or lose.