GAME ON

The other day I took my Son to the basketball court to play some ball. Connor stands 2'10'' and lacks the strength to get the ball to the hoop and the thought capacity to comprehend what all was going on. But I know this, we had a blast! Father-n-Son dribbling around the court shoot'n hoops just the 2 of us.
Sports are a BIG DEAL to me- I love Sports! They are the thing that my Father and I share in common more than anything else. I can remember sitting in my Dad's office when I was a little kid. There was a black and white tv set in there and he always had a game on. "Which team are we rooting for Dad?" I would always ask. I remember watching those games, not knowing what all was going on, but just being comforted in the time together with him.
I hope that our trip to the court is the first of a million. I can't wait for the days to come: the first time Connor makes a basket, a free throw, the first time he beats his old man one-on-one. This is my hope- I hope that in our time together, Connor would love being around his Dad, as much as I'll enjoy spending time with him. I hope that the court is a classroom where my Son and I will talk about life, about dreams, about God, about girls, about becoming a man.

So Connor if you're willing- I'm always ready for a game!