Letting Grant play football was a parenting challenge for us. He never played on a youth team. He might be tall, but he is skinny. His hand-eye coordination is average at best. However, last year he made his case and we agreed to let him play.
Last year he didn't play much - for all of the reasons listed above. However, this year, as a 8th Grader, Grant got more playing time. Grant usually played on Special Teams and once an a while as a Receiver. Knowing my son as I do, I could detect the ever so slight hesitation in him running into someone at full speed and hurling his body into them. Grant was an average player but a great teammate. He always supported his team and fellow players and even earned the coveted postion of "Bus DJ" with his tune selection.
Grant knows that his future probably does not include football and will very likely involve running. Grant is a very good runner. However, for two years he was football player. I love that for him.
There is so much I cannot remember from Middle School. My memories are of dances at the Middle School, realizing that girls exist, and that awkward time of adolescence. I certainly didn't participate in sports aside from Little League Baseball - and I wasn't good at it at all.
I hope that Grant holds on to this memory. Years from now, I hope he remember that year, way back in 2024, when they opened the new Fuquay-Varina Middle School and he was one of the first students to walk the halls and his coached worked the team hard to go 7W-0L.
Go Bengals!
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