Saturday, April 24, 2010
Junior's Last High School Athletic Moments
Senior year is a mix of bittersweet and impending liberation.
It is the same for Junior.
The regional track meet in Orlando last week was the final event of his high school athletic career.
The level of athletic strength and skill at this level was pretty amazing and this was not the final level (state).
Those who win or score high enough here would go to that final test.
Junior did not make it out of this level, but he threw well and obviously, we are proud of him for just making it to this regional meet.
As often happens at these events, the written schedule of events and times fell by the wayside as little delays added up.
By the time the warm ups for the shot put event started, 2 hours late, Junior was obligated to be across the field preparing for the 4 X 100 meter relay.
He warmed up, and then he and his coach informed the officials that due to the delay, he had to leave the shot put line up and go participate with his relay team, but he would return as soon as that was over.
The shot put clipboard official guy got a little confused about that as time went by and began calling for Junior ... even as he stood poised to take the baton and run his part of the 4x100m relay.
I let his coach lawyer for him when the official wanted to disqualify him.
Parents are supposed to stay out of this, but it's hard when your baby is poised to miss out on his main event.
I behaved myself.
In the end, a compromise was reached.
The other shot putters completed the first round, but Junior was allowed to throw in the second and third.
Of course, he threw after running his 100 m leg of the relay as fast as he could and then running across the field to the shot put site.
He threw well, but didn't quite get past his personal best of almost 40 feet.
The winners of the shot put were in that 42 foot+ zone, so the competition was pretty tough.
I was proud of him though. He never fussed about the schedule mix up or hassle and when I said something like, " Well, maybe if you had not had to run the relay and then immediately step up to the shot ring." , he brushed that aside saying it wasn't really a factor.
On that particular day, he threw the best he could and he was okay with that.
Since he was threw (pun), and the rest of the team had to stay, we said our goodbyes and good luck.
Then we escaped to a Texas Roadhouse where he devoured vast quantities of peanuts, yeast rolls, a steak and a salad.
Another day, another milestone.