Was it his last??

My son Ryan began playing basketball through the park district 6 years ago. Ryan is now 15 years old.

~ He’s played on 3 teams that won their league and went on to finish 2nd in tournament play.

~ He’s tried out for school teams.

~ He’s always been passionate for the game.

~ He’s always given all he’s got.

~ He’s always practiced and lived outside in the driveway playing any chance he could.

~ He’s always been one the other team doesn’t see as a threat…but that usually changes during the game

~ He’s always been excited going to games and playing with and against some of his friends.

~ He’s always made 9 new friends and teammates.

Last night his freshman season came to an end. They lost by a 3 pointer with 9 seconds to go. This year was different than years past. Playing against other freshmen and sophomores who tended to tower over him, who have Elvis type sideburns, kids whose behavior at times was flat out embarrassing- like a boy who wore his sister’s shorts for games because he thought it was funny- NOT! It’s been difficult watching my son lose his passion and desire for what was his most desired sport. Last night this grueling season came to an end…and for Ryan, I couldn’t be more proud of him. He walked off the court saying he gave it his all and had a smile like no other on his face.

Was this his last?? Time will tell.