Here’s the good news in the world of basketball: the girl’s game was postponed by a half hour, and, subsequently, I was able to attend to watch my daughters play. And now for the bad news in the world of basketball: the opposite team has mad skills on the court, and, subsequently, our team got demolished in a 36-14 loss. The last factoid is, as follows: my youngest daughter played exactly sixty seconds in a twenty-four minute game—specifically, the final sixty seconds.
By prevailing over all obstacles and distractions, one may unfailingly arrive at his chosen goal or destination ~ Christopher Columbus
As I watch my Number 23—wasn’t that the jersey number of a superstar?—sit on the bench through four periods, one halftime, several time-outs, and twenty-three minutes of gameplay, my heart breaks for her. Sure, she is one of the youngest players (most likely, the youngest girl on the team)—she was drafted from the Sixth Grade team, to play with the Middle School team. Yet her young age and small stature doesn’t seem to dampen her unbridled enthusiasm, initiative, or gusto. Before the game is even over, I know what she’ll say when I mention that the coach only let her play for the final minute of the game. She’s definitely going to be disappointed.
If you’re trying to achieve, there will be roadblocks. I’ve had them; everybody has had them. But obstacles don’t have to stop you. If you run into a wall, don’t turn around and give up. Figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around it ~ Michael Jordan
After the game, I query her for thoughts and feelings. She likes playing with the older girls, but wants to play more frequently in the games. My daughter resolves to talk with the coach and ask for more time on the court.
That’s the spirit!