One thing I am over the moon about is that our 6 year old girl loves to play basketball.
It is pretty much the only sport I know how to play.
I am nearly 40 years old and truly have no concept of what “fourth down” or “offsides” means. Basketball is IT.
It has been amazing to watch a team of girls go from not knowing how to simply dribble at the try-outs, to watching them practice fast break drills.
The hoops are lower and the rules at this early level of girls basketball can pretty much be boiled down to the following,
“You Are Allowed To Travel All You Want,
Just As Long As You Remember To Double-Dribble In Between!”
They often forget.
It is a real highlight to watch a little ponytailed girl fight for the ball, and with exuberant intent, take off down the court in a full sprint, protecting that ball like it’s the hot Black Friday Toy Of The Year.
One thing that all of our girls can do this year is protect the ball. We have come up with a drill wherein the first one to grab the rebound or the fumbled ball yells, “I’ve got it!” so that team-mates don’t continue to try to wrestle it from her.
WE ACTUALLY PRACTICE NOT STEALING FROM OURSELVES.
One of the funniest things to see in a game is how desperately and self-sacrificially these 6 year olds will throw themselves on a basketball, and how difficult it is to pull it from their grasps. The person who seems to have the most difficult time getting the ball out of a little girl’s hands is the referee.
You can often see the referees attempting to get the ball after repeated pleas for it. When they get ahold of it, they nearly lift the determined girl’s body up as a rigid unit since she has encased the ball in a tight fetal position, sealed with the resilience of Super Glue, eyes closed, and with a clenched will to NOT LET GO.
We may also not have our shots perfected, but they are generally headed in an upward AND forward direction.
This is a vast improvement from where we started 2 months ago.
Getting the ball INTO the basket, or simply NEAR the lowered basket, is on the long-term training agenda. Just you watch. We’ll be swishing soon.
It is helpful to remember that these are skills that are cumulative.
We’re going to get it.
Besides, these young ladies and future UCONN Point Guards and Forwards have already demonstrated a tenacious spirit and drive to WIN.
As you can see, they are a formidable bunch in pink.
Attentive. Driven. Ready To Go!
The diminutive hoopsters with matching pink hairbows (which will surely result in technical fouls in later years if worn during a game) are pounding the court!
On those hairbows, the greatest problem with them is not that they are particularly hazardous in the under-the-basket brawls for the ball.
It is that they tend to fall out, and the little girls spend their time searching for the fallen bows on the court rather then focusing on their part of the zone defense.
It’s a little comical to watch. “I Got Her! I Got Her! Wait a minute. Where’s my hairbow? There it is by the boundary line!”
And a nice little hole is made for the fast break straight to the basket.
Often, the little girls end up tossing their hairbows to mom in the sidelines as they run up the court after a basket was made because they were obliviously searching for their lost hair bows.
Even so, the B Team is waiting with baited breath for the chance to go in and redeem that error!
We’re down by 2! Put Me In, Coach!
I have absolutely no idea why we lost.
We’ve got ’em.
We may have lost the basketball game, but some of these girls were TOP DOG in Rock Paper Scissors.
My daughter can often be overheard after a hard-won Handsie-Game on Sidelines as saying, “ROCK ALWAYS WINS! I LOVE ROCK!”
And, don’t get me wrong, we didn’t just lose because second string likes to play Say Say My Playmate.
Lots of parents want to know what the Red Shirt Policy is.
Some of those opposing team kids look like they’ve already started memorizing multiplication tables.
They probably already know how to tie their shoes and keep their letters facing the right direction. I bet their lower case “b’s” don’t look like “d’s”, anymore.
It can’t possibly be this.
Just give us a couple of years.
It’s All Cumulative.
We’re working on dribbling without looking, fast break drills, a crippling man-to-man defense, and a very cool double-back-hand-reverse slap for Say Say My Playmate, in the meantime.
DO YOUR KIDS PLAY SPORTS IN EARLY ELEMENTARY?
ANY FUNNY OBSERVATIONS?
PLEASE DO SHARE!
** HUMOR DISCLAIMER: I am by no means implying that there is any wrongdoing by any teams in the league we play in. That snippet about the Red Shirt policy was thrown in for comedic effect. I’m sure there are lots of reasons for 5 ft tall 1st graders with uncommon hand and eye coordination to abound on some teams.**