A lady stopped me this week and asked me "should I let
me son play football?" She went on
to add "with all the injuries and concussions, I just don't know if I
should let him." Her son is really,
really wanting to play football. Flag
football just isn't enough. He wants to
play "real" football.
Now, I happen to think that flag football is a great game
and a great place for kids to start. It teaches fundamentals and gets kids out
and moving in an activity that is downright fun. I know.
I had two grandsons that just completed their second season.
But this little guy wants to put on the uniform and tackle
somebody. I faced a similar dilemma when
my own son was growing up. He had played
T-ball and soccer but he wanted to play football.
I really wanted to hold him out until Middle School. It wasn't that I didn't like the game
available to 9 and 10 year olds, it was more about what I thought might be in
store for him. You see, he was always a
big kid. And football was a big part of
our family's life and history.
I sort of knew he would play football (he did). My hesitation to let him play wasn't about
injuries but about burnout. I was afraid
that if he started so young, by the time he got to high school, he would be
tired of playing football. My game. The game I loved. The game that had given me so much.
So when he turned 9, I agreed to let him play. From that point on until an injury ended his
college career, he played the game that I loved. Did he burnout?
Huh-uh. Didn't
happen. He loved the game. And despite a career cut short by a
catastrophic injury, he still loves the game.
I asked him one time, the way his last season ended, if he would still
play football. He would prefer that it
not have ended the way it did (a badly broken leg) but he has no regrets.
And I happen to believe that the good man that he has become
is in no small part due to his experiences in football. He took away all the things that team sports
offer you. He learned from the physical
demands of the game.
He was around some
great men in the game. David Ellis. Tommy Bowden.
Tim Hammontree. Men who demanded
more of him. Men who were more concerned
with who he was as a young man than who he was as a football player.
But let me get back to this lady's question. Would I be concerned about my grandsons
playing football? Sure. Injuries can be devastating. Concussions are serious business. I've dealt with them way too much this fall.
I also know that we are much better at dealing with injuries
and concussions. Not that many years
ago, if you "got your bell rung," once you seemed OK and knew where
you were, back in the game you would go.
Not now. No way. You are done until we can prove that you are
OK. I believe that in the long run, the
way we do things now is going to result in far fewer incidences of the terrible
and long term manifestations of injury.
I believe that modern sports medicine is going to mean that you recover
more fully when those injuries occur.
I believe that in a lot of aspects, football is safer. We have athletic trainers and trained
professionals at many of those games and available to most everybody. Smarter decisions are being made.
But would I still worry if one of those grandsons plays
football? Yes. For sure. I can't lie.
But I won't stand in the way. How
could I deny them the opportunities that I have had? That my son has had?
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