He had a fabulous year on the Ramsey Rebels. They finished the season 17-9-1.
They are a great group of boys and wonderful coaches. The coaches have a great "I don't care about the score" philosophy. They play man-to-man defense and run a motion offense. They run their butts off. Oh, wait, the kids aren't allowed to say that word, so I guess I shouldn't either. "They run their rears off." It's wonderful!
To you "non-basketball" people (is there really such a thing?) that's all really cool. It means they are teaching my boy the basics. Ty is learning to love the game in it's pure form. Not the NBA version. Not the watered down, "everyone should win" version, either.
But what I really truly appreciate the most about this season is how much more Ty loves the to play. Sure, he knows more. He's gotten better, too. But he WANTS to play. He shoots in the driveway, watches college hoops, and we've even gone to our neighbor's high school playoff game.
Some of the Ty's games were really fun to watch. There were games that everything clicked and the ball went in the hoop. There were games when it really looked like basketball, but we lost anyway. There were also games that were flat out ugly.
Yes, that's a final score after 4 six-minute quarters.
Still, this basketball-loving-mom enjoyed every game (even if sometimes I forgot they were 9 yo's playing and I may have gotten a little competitive and riled up.)
So proud of you, Ty!
Next up...baseball!
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