This weekend has been a whirlwind of emotions. As I sit here on this bus headed home I realize that my girls did exactly what we set out to do. They beat KELLY in the districts. (Not what you thought I was going to say?). Everyone who knows this team and knows how Billy and I work together (definitely a different type of co-coaching, but it works for us). We told them at the beginning, our only goal for this year was to beat Kelly IN THE DISTRICTS. Not during the season, even though that would be bonus, it had to be districts. Guess what they did. We never once mentioned postseason play. Once the girls took that and squashed that goal, then we started talking postseason. All we said was take it one game at a time. They did. St. Pius comeback to win 4-2. Next to last inning run win 1-0 against Bowling Green. Then it was time for the big show. We showed up BIG, and we did leave a mark that no one will ever forget. (Im not talking about a bad call). Im talking about taking a lot of anger, sadness, and just pure old disappointment and turning it into a WIN. Everyone just assumed it was over. Not for my girls. They pulled another one over everyone. But of course they had to let everyone know they were still in it. Haha. They let the game go 11 innings just to get our monies worth. And guess what, if you havent heard, they brought home 3rd place out of 94 teams. They have set history and broken records for our school and state both. I love this group of girls like they were my own. Some time I feel like their mom, because I know I probably spend more time with them than their own moms do during this time of year. Thank you moms for sharing them with me. From bandaging boo boos, giving advice (sometimes when they dont want it), and definitely French braiding many heads on the way to ballgames. Not many people have heard me say much about this, this weekend. Thats just the way I roll. It was a tragedy how 1 game ended and I do believe it was DEFINITELY THE WRONG CALL. After getting no sleep for 2 nights and processing everything all I can say is I hate it for my girls. I dont really care what others say about it. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but let the girls move on. I guarantee you they will remember the experience as a whole with lots of emotions, being excited, getting out of school for 2 days, and hopefully one day, when the hoopla comes to an end, they can maybe somewhere use this as a life learning experience. Im sure I just got cussed out and bashed a few times for saying that. Especially as a coach. Dont get me wrong Im mad. But not because a coach or a player chose to use a certain strategy to try to win or a set of umpires cant have a backbone and cant admit they may not have 100% seen a play, but because my girls were hurt. But as a mother you all know what it is like when your babies are upset. The first thing I wanted to do is hurt someone who hurt them. That feeling is still there but since the situation is over, the only thing to do now is let them know to stay strong and hold head high. And hope and pray that the umps will have to answer for how they handled the situation. Please just remember today when we return to town and everyone is celebrating. It is about what these girls have accomplished as a team over the entire season, not just one game. Thank you too all of the reporters at semoball. standard-democrat/blogs/pobst/entry/60144/
Posted on: Sun, 26 Oct 2014 16:43:18 +0000
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