Basket-boy

This weekend my JBP had his first organized basketball game of the season. His team won 16 to 10. At their level, they play two 13 minute halves. A 26 minute game. He scored 3 baskets in that time and that was while having an off day shooting.

What became evident while watching him out there is that he's a Tracy Gahan or Lindsey Wilson type player. Don't know who they are? Check out the Iowa State Cyclones, that'll give you an idea.

Even when JBP's having a bad shooting day he still makes things happen. He was rebounding, both offensively and defensively, and stealing and assisting and making defensive plays that stopped the other team's progress toward the basket or even forced a turnover. He was all over the place.

His only real error came when he passed the ball to the guy on the other team he was supposed to be guarding, deliberately! They make the kids wear colored arm bands to indicate who they're supposed to be guarding. It confused him. He thought the kid with the same colored arm band was his teammate.

The long and the short of it, I fully expect to spend a good portion of the next decade or two on the sidelines cheering on my son in basketball. Pictures soon. I hope. =)

Nimitz' Lady