
Hard to believe the little guy is still smaller than a rugby ball.
This past weekend was the boys first match out. We have a pretty young and inexperienced team, but we actually looked pretty good. The first game out is always a little chaotic and this was no exception. But I am always reminded why I love coaching - to take a bunch of high school kids (some of marginal athletic ability) and show them how to play a wonderful sport. I especially like watching the kids who have never found their niche with other sports take to rugby. I think it is truly the team nature of the game that hooks a lot of players - it is a sport that takes 15 kids of different types (fast, slow, big, small, etc) and makes them a team where everyone contributes. Additionally, it is not a coach centered sport (where coaches hand down strategy and plays all throughout the game). It is a true player centered sport where, once on the field, the players make all the decisions and problem solving with minimal if any input from the coaches on the sidelines. This appeals to a lot of players as well.
So the weekend reminded me why I do this - both from the personal satisfaction and helping young men and women find an interest that hopefully will give them as much enjoyment as it has given me. Rugby has given me much of what I cherish in life. Aside from some aches and pains and remembered glory, this sport has most importantly given me a great wife and now a little shaver, who no doubt will be exposed to a lot of rugby during his youth (no pressure though!).
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I need to meet Conner while he's still smaller than a rugby ball!
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