Mom eagerly sent Dad and yrs. truly off Friday night to watch my nephew play in his first volleyball scrimmage. I don't think it had the same importance as a more traditional rite of passage, but you would never know that from the way Sister C informed me of the activity.
The kid has good court instincts and follows the ball pretty well. No one on the team has great hands, so I'm going to work with him on his setting. I think he's wasted at libero because he's a smart and strategic thinker.
I can't wait until Auntie Gay's volleyball clinic on Sunday.
Oh yeah, his team (14-yr. olds) lost in 3 to a really short 15-yr. olds girls team. I'm not a proponent of educational losses. I would rather have an educational win. It's not good to get used to losing.
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