I have coached here for 20+ years, but this year I am a dad in the stands. I hold Sunday afternoon film reviews of upcoming opponents and chart opponents' plays, but no X's and O's.
Local radio guys said nothing better than a 5-5 or 6-4 season. Picked 4th in Ohio's longest continuing conference, the Northwest Ohio Athletic League.
First game was against a team picked to win their league (think NWOAL=B1G, their league ACC). Supposed to be tough hard-fought game. My son predicts a running clock in the first half they are so confident. With :17 remaining in the first half, Archbold posts a 30-0 lead on the road. Next play perennial power and miss 3 PATs to lose by 1. After that, the team runs off 7 straight wins only to lose final game in a mud bowl in 4 OT. The team went on to an 8-2 regular season, then 1-1 in the playoffs. 9-3 isn't bad for a middle of the pack team.
Host first round of playoffs and win, but lose 3-year starting QB to an ACL injury. His twin brother takes over this past Friday night and has the lead 24-21. Under 2 minutes and the opponent is literally on their 1 foot line with time running - around 45 seconds remaining after a sack - and no times out for them to call.
A missed INT and they go 95 yards to the 5 on the play. Toss to the end zone and with 22 seconds remaining, we now trail and eventually will lose 28-24.
My son is a senior. He's a 6'3" 215 pound TE. We talked about college football - D 3, or walk on a D 2. He said no. He does not feel he would give his studies the attention they will need if he is playing football. His words, and I am very proud that he has thought it through to that extent.
I am now without Friday night lights. My son's team lost a heart-wrenching game in the last minute of the game. He and his teammates are devastated. Mom and dad are saddened because he brought us such great joy as we watched him grow from that first flag football game when he had a pick-6! It's been an awesome journey, but it's over. And, it hurts. He's my best friend and to see him hurt, makes me hurt even more.
A teammate tweeted that nobody gave them a chance this year, but their brotherhood and closeness is what prevailed. They will all move on and all be successful young men. But, dad is really struggling, but this dad is so damn proud of his son and the team.
Sorry to be long, and thanks for letting me share. If you have suggestions (I don't drink) to help with accepting it's over, please share.
OL
Local radio guys said nothing better than a 5-5 or 6-4 season. Picked 4th in Ohio's longest continuing conference, the Northwest Ohio Athletic League.
First game was against a team picked to win their league (think NWOAL=B1G, their league ACC). Supposed to be tough hard-fought game. My son predicts a running clock in the first half they are so confident. With :17 remaining in the first half, Archbold posts a 30-0 lead on the road. Next play perennial power and miss 3 PATs to lose by 1. After that, the team runs off 7 straight wins only to lose final game in a mud bowl in 4 OT. The team went on to an 8-2 regular season, then 1-1 in the playoffs. 9-3 isn't bad for a middle of the pack team.
Host first round of playoffs and win, but lose 3-year starting QB to an ACL injury. His twin brother takes over this past Friday night and has the lead 24-21. Under 2 minutes and the opponent is literally on their 1 foot line with time running - around 45 seconds remaining after a sack - and no times out for them to call.
A missed INT and they go 95 yards to the 5 on the play. Toss to the end zone and with 22 seconds remaining, we now trail and eventually will lose 28-24.
My son is a senior. He's a 6'3" 215 pound TE. We talked about college football - D 3, or walk on a D 2. He said no. He does not feel he would give his studies the attention they will need if he is playing football. His words, and I am very proud that he has thought it through to that extent.
I am now without Friday night lights. My son's team lost a heart-wrenching game in the last minute of the game. He and his teammates are devastated. Mom and dad are saddened because he brought us such great joy as we watched him grow from that first flag football game when he had a pick-6! It's been an awesome journey, but it's over. And, it hurts. He's my best friend and to see him hurt, makes me hurt even more.
A teammate tweeted that nobody gave them a chance this year, but their brotherhood and closeness is what prevailed. They will all move on and all be successful young men. But, dad is really struggling, but this dad is so damn proud of his son and the team.
Sorry to be long, and thanks for letting me share. If you have suggestions (I don't drink) to help with accepting it's over, please share.
OL