Saturday, June 9, 2012

Time

For the past several weeks, I (we) have been immersed in the world of competitve youth soccer and although this means less angling, so be it. I would never think twice nor regret watching the both of them grow and develop into a sport I grew up playing. They are by far playing several years ahead of what I was accomplishing at this age. The level of coaching alone they are receiving pales in comparison to the small mortgage payments we invested in them.

An ex-Team Canada Mens Team whom played pro in England is slowly grooming Brandon into a formidable threat on the pitch. He is already surpassing half of those in the age division he is currently playing in, which happens to be one year up.


With a coach about to receive his national coaching credentials ( and apparently there are only 3 in all of London, Ontario and the greater area ), Kayleigh has gone from a last minute recruit (playing on a regular competitive organization ) onto a regional team, to earning a starting position amongst the eleven that look to have a ton of potential this year to advance the team to a provincial level.

Hopefully they are not developing too fast physically leaving the mental aspect of the game lagging. I have seen many peak early and burn out only to never receive a look entering into university/college. By no means am I pushing for full scholarships and a course to professsional sports as a career. My mother brought me up to always focus deep and do the best I can at whatever I spend my efforts and time on..... and then add one extra effort cause you just never know.

All this has kept me away from some of my favorite hatches. The calendar for the rest of this month and July show very few holes for fishing. The rivers may just have to wait. I did sneak in an ill-timed trip to some local waters but that will be a new set of details to share.

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  1. Good on you Gil. They grow up so fast, you'll wonder where the time went. And when it is over and they have moved on in their own lives, you can sit back and be proud in the fact that you were there for all of it. The fish will always be there (we all hope).

    Jack

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    1. Cheers Jack. Hopefully they will grow taller than Karen and I. (LOL) Time is flying by this year. Its June already!!!

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  2. Gil congrats on a beautiful family and good for you for recognizing it!!

    As far as the sports go I have a similar thing going on with my son Owen...but with track and field. He is part Jackrabbit and in the back of my brain I am thinking 'Scholarship??'...it a is hard line to walk for me between keeping it fun for him and not becoming crazy dad with a stop watch to nurturing an obvious gift.
    He has a meet on Thursday and suspect I will be either Bloggin about triumph or Blogging about maybe not pushing him enough...
    Good luck...lots of time for the fish..theyre not going anywhere

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    1. Thank you Gene. We do what we can now and then can only hope we have instilled enough morals and respect for them to do right when they mature.

      Best of luck to Owen. You will be proud regardless I am sure. Looking forward to your blog recap.

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  3. Good stuff there Gil. You must be very proud! Your Kids are very lucky to have such a dedicated Dad. P.S. Don't worry about those hatches... those zuddlers should do the trick!

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    1. Thanks Tony. I am the lucky one really. Hopefully those patterns I tied up will turn them and keep them on. Otherwise I am tying dries with trailer hooks. ;)

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  4. Looks like two very talented kids there GT. After watching your son play hockey I'd say he's good in all sports.

    RG

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    1. Cheers Ron. You have been there with yours so I know you feel my financial pain. LOL

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  5. A beautiful read GT. I've known them since they were just little little, they've always been wonderful children. You and Karen should be very proud of your accomplishments with them.

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