Justin had his first night of tackle football practice last night. (At a day-camp, not with the actual team he’s playing on… that’s in August.) He doesn’t have much body mass, but he’s fast when he wants to me, he’s got good hands, and he throws pretty spirals without anyone showing him how… there’s a lot of potential there for him to have a good time.
I can’t believe how much of that stuff I remember, even from positions I never played.
I can’t believe how much of that stuff I’ve forgotten, even from positions I did play.
I can’t believe how many pads they’ve added since I played. Rib pads? Pheh.
I can’t believe how much I miss that stuff.
Yeah, soccer’s a team sport, but it’s a team of people all doing their own job, isolated from their teammates by the space on the field. Football is all about eleven people moving at the same time towards exactly the same goal. It’s clockwork. I love it.
