So at the last minute my unusually shy 5 year old decided he wanted to join youth basketball. Well of course he was 53rd on the waiting list and there was a coach shortage, so long story short I now have a whistle and a new pair on non-marking sole Nikes. Tonight was our first practice and for some reason I was a bit nervous. Maybe it was the fact that I had just inherited a herd of 5-7 year olds, or maybe I was worried that one of the parents would be that guy who treats youth sports like he has a dime riding on every game. Either way, the practice was a success. The kids were all great although a few seemed like they had just finished a case of red bull. SO Saturday we tie em up for the first game which should be an amazing spectacle of chaos, screaming parents and juice boxes. I am pumped!