I am the father of a 2 year old. I look at him with such great admiration and love. He is a wonderful little guy, and I can't wait to see all that he becomes.
I just look at him and think about all of the lax gear I will have to buy, the sneakers, the cleats, the uniforms, the registrations, the road trip meals, the band-aids, the doctors visits, the gatorades, the mouth pieces, the sticks, shoe laces, the camps, the tuitions, the team trips, the video taping, the personal trainers, the college visits, the food he will eat, the gear he will want, the tears of joy, the tears of heartbreak, the overtime wins, the overtime losses and the the countless other items I have missed here.
I think about all of that. And as a dad that is what I signed up for.
And when I think about it, I think of all the thing that my parents did for me and got for me.
I can't wait for my little man to grow up, and I can't wait to get him all of these things.
He doesn't know to really thank me now, but I hope he will later in life.
So, maybe on the eve of Valentines Day we think not only of the ones we love now, but also we celebrate the love and the sacrifices that were made to all of us as young athletes in the days and years leading up to right now.