Our second grandson is a Lacrosse Player and a
really great one! He loves the sport.
So AJ this blog is all about you.
It waits in my room. Bundled up in its case.
The dirt smudged along its head after a log day of practice. It waits for game day.
The shaft, so supple in my fingertips
as I slowly trace the argyle patterns
as I slowly trace the argyle patterns
I leap with the stick held high.
With a snap of my wrist
the ball is in my head pressed against the laces,
like a fly in a spiderweb,frozen in my pocket.
I dodge, I spin, I fake a pass.
I cradle around the opponent, my stick above my ear.
My wrists moving at hyper-speed.
Around the crease my stick and I go shoooo
my stick whistles when it slices through the air.
Thwack
the ball smacks the net.
Tweeeeet
the referee’s whistle blows.
Goal for Scarborough!
I march back to the center,
my stick in hand,
head held high,
ready to do it all again.
I love this Lacrosse Player! He will be in Junior High next year!
Life is a wonderful and interesting adventure!
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