Someone you know plays in an adult league. Boyfriend, sister, buddy, Dad, wife, somebody. You want to watch their games, but you know how unreliable they are. Or perhaps, how unpredictable their league is. You don’t want to show up to another 8am Saturday morning game only to find it is scheduled for 1pm. Or better yet, you’re up at the right time, but the game is really being played, not at the field you’re standing on, but instead, across town, over the bridge they’ve being doing construction on for 3 months now. You’ll never make it in time. And you’ll have that annoying, “Sorry for the miscommunication” conversation later. And they’ll beg for you to come to the next game, and you’ll vow to do so but under your breath you’ll mutter, “If I have to get up that early on Saturday morning again, I swear …”
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You’ve played in adult leagues before. Someone asked you to join their team, or maybe you found a league and signed up as ‘Individual’ hoping to get placed on a decent squad. Once it got going, you had to hunt down your coach with emails and text messages each week trying to figure out when your next game was, and where it was to be played. You waited months for your Captain to deposit that check you gave him and just prayed it wouldn’t clear right when the rent check went through. Maybe you had fun, got to play a few minutes, maybe scored a touchdown or two, perhaps hit the game-winning three pointer in Week 5, but you were missing out. You didn’t know it, couldn’t have, but the reality is your experience could have been exponentially better. “How can you say that, you don’t even know me?” you ask. Well here’s how:
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Nothing is more fun as an adult than competing in the sports you love. Each season offers competition, camaraderie, exercise, and a chance to get away from being an armchair quarterback, and perhaps be a real quarterback for once. However, coaching a team can be more frustrating and taxing than you might imagine. Being a player-coach is great in Madden ’08 or NBA Live, but in real-life it can be downright infuriating and quite frankly, not worth it sometimes.
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The opportunity of running an organization that brings people together for the beautiful interaction of competitive sports can quickly be squelched by the realities of tedious and repetitive tasks. How can we as league and club administrators rise to the challenge against paperwork and ‘calling trees’? Likely, we are fierce competitors ourselves, and it’s time to rise victoriously against our opponents: copy machines, rain out lines, and rubber checks!
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I tried. I really tried. I just couldn’t make myself sit and watch another booooooring National Championship game. The first thought that comes to mind is, “Wouldn’t it have been great to see USC vs. Georgia?” This would, in my mind anyway, result in an Illinois vs. Hawaii match up that, hopefully, wouldn’t be over in the first quarter. (Hawaii fan talking here.)
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My love of sports started with childhood dreams of scoring the winning touchdown in the Super Bowl and hitting the last second shot in the NBA finals. For you it might be scoring the winning goal on grass (ice for you northerners), or nailing that eagle shot on the 18th hole to win. As I got older the dream of playing professional sports faded away, but, like you, nothing could fade the love for the game. Sports, in fact, are 4Ever.
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