Thursday, November 18, 2010

i love baseball...

and not because my Giants won the World Series this year...although that was quite an experience to watch the season unfold and to see it culminate in a championship...

simply awesome...

baseball plays itself out much like life and is, at least for me, a blueprint for how i view and live out my life...

i've had the pleasure and honor of playing for a few championship teams in my life thru recreational baseball or softball. in each, i wasn't a star player. i wasn't even a major player. but i was a contributor and more importantly, when my opportunity came, i contributed in the deciding games.

that's what life is about, know your role, accept your role, fulfill it to the best of your abilities. support your teammates no matter what and step up when called upon. if you don't get your chance today, you'll get your chance the next game...or the next...

and act like you've done it before and will do it again...

that, in a nutshell is life...

there's a line in "You've Got Mail" where Joe Fox (F-O-X)states that "The Godfather is the I Ching. The Godfather is the sum of all wisdom. The Godfather is the answer to any question..."

no Joe...Baseball is...

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

you ain't leading but two things...

Kyky and I were having a conversation about who has authority over her... you know, me, teachers, aunts, uncles and my fiancee...

She didn't like the idea that so many people were the boss of her...

"Daddy, even my friends are the boss of me!"

Hold on there...

What?

What, what????
 
"Who says... that they are the boss of you?"

She names a kid who I know to be one of "those" kids... we'll just call him by his first initial... you know, protect the identity and all that crap...

Well, "A" (for Aiden...oooops!) tells her he's the boss of her and other kids...

So I said...

"You tell him he's the boss of two things, Jack and Shit and Jack left town!"

Ok... I didn't say that exactly... but did I want to... oh sweet Mary mother of Jesus did I want to...

I said...

"You tell him not only is he not the boss of you or anyone else... he ain't even the boss of himself..."

Kyky liked this idea and kept repeating and embellishing...

"yeah you're not the boss of me or yourself, your mommy and daddy are the boss of you!"

...and on and on

"Yeah...you're not even the boss of your poopoo!"

That's my girl...