Feeling nostalgic about the career I never had
August 21, 2003
Summer is tiptoeing off into the sunset as fall can be seen in the distant horizon. The amount of traffic around town seems to reflect the beginning stages of “the slow season.”
All of these changes mean a few changes for me in my workweek.
This past week high school athletes began their seasons with start of sports practices.
This fall will be the first time I’ve seen a high school football or soccer game since 1997. It will be the first time I’ve ever seen a high school tennis match or cross country race. I will see my first ever fall volleyball match, since it is a winter sport in Michigan.
I am excited the fall sports season has begun. I look forward to mingling with the parents and coaches as I study the games with a watchful eye.
Watching all of these sports will undoubtedly take me back to when I was once a student athlete. Yes, that’s right, I played football, baseball and swam.
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In football I played guard and tackle, but not very often. I provided little to my team past comic relief. Relief that usually earned my laughs from my fellow team mates and laps from my coach. Football wasn’t “my bag baby,” so to speak. I love to watch the game, but I was too tall and skinny for blocking or getting past blockers to make a tackle.
I would have made a great quarterback, but unfortunately in league sports they use a full-sized football instead of a one of those mini-footballs. Because let me tell you, if they did use mini-footballs I wouldn’t be a writer; I’d be bigger than Jim McMahon.
Since the only time I like to run is when someone is chasing me, I could have some success as a running back; but I was just never fast enough.
Being tall and skinny I thought I could have been a decent wide receiver. But every time I tried to catch the ball, there was always someone trying to tackle me or knock the ball out of the way.
In the end, my football career was short lived. I retired after the eighth grade with a lifetime full of memories of my success sitting on the bench.
Good luck to all of the fall athletes; and remember, go big or go home.
Dan Savickas is sports and outdoors writer for the Sierra Sun.