The Little Girl and Her Dad
I was at the gym when a group of girls, had to be 3rd or 4th grade, were getting ready to play in what I found out be their championship game. On one end, 6 girls from one team were there. They were playing around. Practicing their dribbling and playing keep-away. They were smiling and they were happy. 'This is what youth sports should be about,' is what I thought to myself. On the other end was one girl from the other team. She was shooting layups. She wasn't really smiling; she wasn't smiling at all. She had a different look; she had a focused look. Her dad came up and started rebounding for her. She did some layups on one side, then he pointed to the other side and she started doing lay-ups on the other side. It was funny because then I saw the other parents start to slowly look down at their daughters' competition. They stopped smiling so much and their conversations started to slow. You could see it in their ey...