It’s winter, at least at my house…which means the Junior Jazz basketball season is in full swing. My little guys play on a team together with some of their buddies.
It’s serious, serious stuff man.
When you are in the first grade, junior jazz is super cool and super fun.
I get such a crack up at these games. You’ve never seen so many fouls in one place in your entire life. If the players feel like hiding the ball under their shirt and making a clean sprint for the basket…there is no problem there.
They are just short little dudes, you know…learning the rules and working to understand the great game of basketball. Check out the kid on the far right…”Get your hands up man! My coach said to do it!”
Cute! Funny and cute!
MyTeenSonMark plays on a couple of leagues as well. These kids are quite a lot taller than the boys we watch in the first grade league. Go figure. 10 extra years to grow can do that to a person, after all.
These are great boys, most of them have played hoop together for years.
It’s still just as serious and cool as it was when they were short little dudes.
Did I lie?
I love watching a game where the score is close. I like to see them struggle a little bit, grab hold of some awesome team work and really work to make the score rise. And do you know what my favorite part is?
The cheering. I love hearing these boys cheer each other on. I love hearing the parents call “Attaboy!” and “WOO WEE, that was a pretty shot.” and “That’s what I like, you boys sock it to um!” and “Come on guys! You can do it!” Everyone needs to cheered on now and then, wouldn’t you agree? Be it on a basketball court, at the end of a violin recital or after a swim meet…a bit of applause can do wonders for a person well-being.