Maybe I went a shade overboard with my ribbing yesterday,but her comment was so ludicrous,I cold not resist. Too many adults trying to make up for their past athletic mediocrity by wanting little Johnny to be a superstar. I love my kids dearly,and whatever they do,I want them to have fun at it,to enjoy the experience. THAT is all that matters. It is supposed to be about the love of the game anyway. I know folks like to poke at me over the "sun will come up in the morning",but it is all about perspective. As long as me and mine are happy and healthy,ball games,wins,losses....come and go. I have a good friend who told me once that in his high school career which netted 2 state titles,he had fun TWO days in four years-the days he hoisted the title. The rest was a pressure cooker for him,trying to meet expectations...etc . That to me is sad. I have a son who loves sports and one who does not,and I am equally proud of both. I support the eldest at his games,practices,and I spend on on one time doing the things my youngest wants to do. It's all about the bigger picture. Life is hard,so much pressure...at least let them have some fun along the way.