Learning Sports
This is not my little boy
My little boy is 18 months old. He’s learning all kinds of fun things lately — words and signs. I’m a little disappointed though. He’s mastered the word “football” (buhbal!) before he’s managed hockey. I guess that makes sense, hockey is harder to say than football. Hopefully one of these days, he learns the best sport in the world too.
Which leads me to wonder, how do I make sure that my little boy doesn’t suffer from the West Virginian hockey affliction of either a) liking the Penguins best or b) being incapable of following the game on tv. He currently insists on saying football every time he sees a hockey player.
So, I’m going to have to take a pretty severe tactic. I’m going to have to freeze it into him. He’s going to have to sit out in the cold holding a hockey stick, until he forgets about “buh-ball” and thinks first and best about hockey. He’ll be allowed to eat hockey pucks and drink melted snow (Don’t get the yellow stuff!) until the training is complete. It’s harsh, but it must be done.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
“How do I make sure that my little boy doesn’t suffer from the West Virginian hockey affliction of either a) liking the Penguins best or b) being incapable of following the game on TV?”
Easy. Move back to Canada.
I’m just sayin’.
Wow, that Hermit Editor is brilliant!
Um, I’ve been secretly teaching him about how great the Penguins are every night after you leave his bedroom. This has also been evidenced in the opening seasons of both the Leafs and the Pens. I’m just sayin’. I don’t think moving up north will help that.
Keith Matheny and I both say “Montani Semper Liberi”
“Montani Semper Liberi”
Latin for “mountaineers are always free”—motto of West Virginia
Just looked it up and thought I’d share for any other non-mountaineer types. So I’m guessing that means that Luke is free to follow the puck?