Twosdad wrote:The Life Of A Softball Parent
Level 1.. Rec ball parent Out of control, whole life hinges on every pitch of the game.
Level 2.. First year travel ball parent Still reasonably out of control, has no clue about the level of play, thinks their kid is God's Gift even though she sits on the bench all the time. Life still hinges on every pitch.
Level 3.. Minimum 2 years Travel Ball Experience Required Has started to settle down, understands the game a little better, may even start trusting the coaches ability. Kid is playing more often, so life hinges on outs in an inning.
Level 4.. Minimum 4-5 years experience Understands the game, the kid plays. You walk around eating seeds all day and are an expert at snack bar cuisine. Life hinges on wether or not they get the 8:00 AM pool play game so you might get to sleep in.
Level 5.. More than 5 years experience You become comatose at games, has no clue if kid is even playing. Hears about a hit she got yesterday, day dreams about what life would be like if you could have all the money back that you ever spent on softball. Looks forward to a college recruiter picking up the tab for the next four years.
Level 6.. Parent dies and is buried sitting in a lawn chair with half a bag of sunflower seeds.
That my friends is the life of a softball parent. Where are you on this scale?
Maybe the best post of this thread! FWIW, I'm a level 5, though usually not comatose until after till after lunch.
