This weekend was the inaugural weekend for Signature Chumash. Sean, my father, and I are running a league for 2nd grade boys, and we’re also having the Redshirts playing the sport. We are doing so at GoalsBaltimore, a new arena in Catonsville.
It was a blast for all involved. We ordered jerseys for the boys that would just pop. They remind me of the jerseys we wore in Canada when we played box lacrosse way back when. We played music while the kids played, and Sean and I ran the games. There was no coaching. There were no politics, and we were able to keep the negativity on the other side of the glass, and there wasn’t much of that anyway. A little carryover from the rec atmosphere, but thankfully I am able to get rid of that.
The kids just played, and they knew that they were playing for fun. They were not playing for their parents. They were playing for the enjoyment of the game.
When we put the teams together, I tried to make them as balanced as possible. There were several kids that I didn’t know, some that I knew as big, some that I knew as talented, and some that I suspected would be wallflowers. I tried to divide these up pretty evenly and also put Noah and Topher on the same team. When it was done, I traded the biggest kid on Noah’s team to a different team for a kid that I knew would be pretty small. I didn’t want’ Noah’s team to have any advantage. At game time though, it turned out that the kids I didn’t know on Noah’s team was actually pretty good, and they ended up beating the other team 11-3. When Liz played with the Redshirts, I could tell she was determined. She was determined to score. I have been telling her that she will need to score to be taken seriously as a feeder. So, she went out there on Sunday and scored a boatload of goals. Her team won 18-17. She had the tying and winning goals amongst her tallies.












