A few weeks ago, Ryan said he wanted a pair of Air Jordans — a by-product of sitting with a different group of kids at lunch, and wanting to be like them. Veronica and he browsed the Nike Web site and found the perfect pair — a retro model the was kinda/sorta in San Jose […]Read more "Social Currency on His Feet"
The day after a favorite sports team’s season ends brings with it a special kind of mostly meaningless sadness. I say mostly meaningless because, unless you’re a gambler, the outcome of a game rarely has lasting implications for fans. That doesn’t make the heaviness-of-heart any less real. Yesterday, in a day Veronica and I have […]Read more "Basketball Enemies, Parenting Teammates"
I left work early last Wednesday. Ryan and I had a special appointment: a hockey tryout. His winter ice hockey season was coming to and end, but there was an opportunity for the season to continue. Ryan has never wanted to play in the spring league, and we’ve never pushed, figuring the risk of burning […]Read more "Making the Team"