The most miserable time of the year

It’s that time of year again. It is the time of year that brings out the worst in adults. It is the time of year that destroys friendships, hinders development and ruins the greatest game in the world for our kids. 

Tryouts get posted on the internet earlier every year. Coaches have been flooding the Columbus Travel Baseball Facebook group since the middle of May. Think about that…the season is just over a month old for some teams and “coaches” are already gearing up for 2018. I use the term “coach” loosely because if you are already searching the state for next year’s flamethrower, the kids on your current team are probably getting the short end of the stick. 

It’s not just the coaches. Parents are just as responsible for making this time of year miserable. The whispers and seemingly subtle glances you give aren’t at all. You might as well carry around a sign that says how great your kid is and he is on the free agent market. 


We are forgetting about one crucial ingredient to this mess adults have created. 


Isn’t this supposed to be about the kids anyway? What do they think? Have you asked? Do you care?

Have they improved? Are they learning? Are they having fun? 

Sure, we parents pay the fees. We provide transportation to games and practices. We are responsible for our children. If you are a travel ball parent, you have and will continue to adapt and make sacrifices. 

Listen to your kids. Evaluate more than what position your son plays or where he hits in the batting order. You might be surprised at what they have to say.