With the first football game under his belt, the school year has turned around. That's OK, right? I know the focus shouldn't be on sports but the threat of no pass, no play, the fun of riding the bus to an away game and kicking off the season with him kicking makes for a much easier time.
We won by the way. It's a great team. The high school coach should not retire until these kids get to varsity. They are winners -- and naturally talented, skilled, too. Christopher kicked well. Only one kick was caught, the rest dropped and rolled. One made it to the 18-yard-line. And, the first kick-off, he then came in to make the tackle.
He loves defense and showed it in the game. He didn't start at corner, but came out and showed the coaches he knows how to play. He also had the pass reception possibility of a lifetime and because he was all alone and open and no defender was even close . . . .aargh, he dropped it. He admitted later he was thinking about scoring. It was a designed play for him so I think they'll pass it to him again.
So being in that defense-like mind, he's been better at anticipating . . .homework, studying, allocating time correctly. I mean he's not a completely changed teenager, but football is helping in some strange way. Yeah, we get home later than most kids because of practice and he needs to spend the first moments at home shoving food in his face and changing out of sweaty clothes, but it forces him to think. He has to be ready. He has to be positioned for success. He has to plan ahead to be a part of the play.
He made a C on his history test, but has an 89 in the class. And, in Algebra he struggled on a test, but has an 89. All his other classes -- As. Something has clicked. Something made sense.
Football. Hallelujah, we'll go to that church! I believe. Next up, next week . . .
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