I love watching kids at play, it’s often one of the few genuine straight-forward reflections of focused effort
Walking in the park recently and stopped to watch a bunch of kids at baseball tryouts. I was struck by the wide range of swings they made at bat. Perhaps one or two didn’t want to be there
in the first place, made only token swats at the oncoming ball. Occasionally one kid would tip the ball. No Joe di Maggios here. The difference, it seemed to me, was whether the kid really wanted to score.
One wild slug after another went by. Did they really want to hit the ball? I wanted to call: keep your eye on the ball,kiddo!
That is the whole purpose of sports, Olympic gold winners notwithstanding. It’s not about gold, silver and bronze, rather it’s about how to keep focused, to keep your eye on the ball.
And the energy and enthusiasm these kids put into it was a joy to behold, whether they hit the ball or not.