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.