8 Tips for a Successful Cricket Season

The cricket season is just around the corner. Whether it’s your child’s first time playing or their third or fourth season, here are eight simple tips you can follow to ensure an awesome season for everyone!
1. Commit to having realistic expectations for your child AND the coach.  This sounds easy but sometimes it’s not. Make it a priority to remind yourself this isn’t the Olympics, it’s ten-year-old recreational soccer! You and your child will have a happier and more rewarding experience.
2. Reacquaint your child with the game.  Just like anything in life, if your kid has some basic understanding and a little practice under their belt, it will be a more enjoyable experience and they will have more confidence.  
3. Make friends with the other parents.  You will see these people often. Get to know their names and a little about them.  Having friends on the team will make it a much more enjoyable experience.  Ask for the contact info of at least three potential carpool parents. This will come in handy when you’re in a pinch.
4. Take photos or hire someone to take them.  My daughter’s team had a Dad who also happened to be an amazing photographer. He kindly captured her (and the entire team) for the first four seasons of cricket with beautiful photos that we will always cherish.  That being said, action photos on a cricket field aren’t easy.  If it’s not your thing and there isn’t anyone on the team who enjoys it, then hire someone. Yes, all pitch in and hire a professional to come to one or two games. It will be worth the small investment.
5. Buy snacks in bulk ahead of time. Particularly if you have more than one child playing sports. Trust me, your “snack day” will creep up on you. And instead of running like a crazy person to the corner 7-Eleven at halftime, the next time you’re at the shops, stock up. Most of the snacks aren’t perishable.
6. Don’t pick apart your child’s game on the car ride home. EVEN if you think it’s constructive criticism.  This will cause them to lose enjoyment for the game and dread the ride home.  Plus, take it from someone who has a hard time not doing it…they will stop listening and block you out anyways.
7. Be on time! This will not only help your child begin their game or practice in a calm, focused way, instead of harried and rushed, but it is also disrespectful to the coaches and other players who do get there on time – when you don’t! We all have a lot going on in our lives, save the excuses and set a good example for your kids by arriving on time.
8. Step back.  If you find you are one of the many parents who gets riled up during a game, be it at your child, the coach, the ref – or all of the above.  Take a step away. Remove yourself from the middle of the field in the thick of the other parents and sit off to the side.  This will give you a different perspective, it will eliminate the energy (good and bad) that’s flowing from the sideline, and it will at the very least, keep others from hearing you!

Never Underestimate The Power Of Your Action

This is a story from America that has been around the Internet for quite some time – and we thought it was a story worth sharing.

Stick with it until the end and we promise it’ll make you smile… and maybe even cry!

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.

I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend the next afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about 10 feet from him.

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I had never hung out with a private school kid before.

His name was Kyle. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going to study business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class.

I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.

On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began.

“Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach … but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.”

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.

He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.” I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life.