Someone Actually Hates Morning Youth Games, And It Proves They Missed The BEST Part Of Growing Up

Okay, Seattle sports faithful, I just saw a take so boneheaded it made my eyes roll right out of my head, and honestly, the internet is with me on this one. There's some rando out there arguing that youth games shouldn't be played in the morning. Seriously? I'm not gonna lie, I feel a rush of nostalgia this time of year, with all the graduation posts and Memorial Day Weekend around the corner, which means I'll be cleaning out the garage instead of practicing my dance moves. But whatever, summer hits different, and nothing, NOTHING, is more nostalgic than those early morning youth sports games.

That Jolt Of Energy? Unmatched.

Dude, I can still vividly recall every single detail, not just the sights, but the sounds, the smells, the pure emotions of those early wake-ups. Your room light flips on, you're a little tired, but then you hear it: "Get dressed... big game today." BOOM. Instant jolt. That’s all it took to make you believe you could drop 40 points, tear off 5 touchdowns, or hit for the cycle. Nothing beat sports when you were a kid. You'd head out, maybe grab breakfast, or if you were like my brother who couldn't eat before a game, you'd hit up a spot after to dissect the plays and celebrate that sweet, sweet win. Those meals, before and after, stick with you forever. Your dad usually controlled the radio, but even the static or commercials are etched in my memory. A friend recently told me how much he cherishes those exact sounds from those car rides. It's the pure essence of sports.

The Best Start To Any Day, PERIOD.

And let's talk about the weather! In summer for baseball or hoops, the sun hadn't quite cranked up the heat yet, so leaving the house with that slight breeze was just beautiful. For fall football, it’s that perfect September mix of summer's last gasps and a refreshing breeze. As the season got colder, those early morning jolts of cold wind either made you sprint back for a bigger jacket or just pumped you up to tough it out. It was magical. Starting your day running around, competing, and doing what you loved, with the whole day still wide open? Man, I’d give anything to have that back.

All these years later, the scores fade, the big plays get fuzzy, but then you drive past a field full of kids playing and BAM, it all comes back. Those days at Nike League at Clove Lakes with the first 8 AM game, a double header at Mid Island, or an early kickoff at Miller Field for Staten Island Pee Wee. You remember the pop of the bat, stretching a double as an 8-year-old, dribbling over a crack in the concrete for a layup, or catching a pass out in the flats and turning upfield. The smiles, the fun, the pure joy of starting your day with such a positive experience. That's the stuff sports is truly about, the stuff that sticks with you. And the older you get, the faster you realize the sacrifices your parents made to make it happen.

So, to hear some idiot say games shouldn't start early because they're "selfish" or whatever other dumb reason? It’s just plain idiotic. Honestly, I feel worse for his kids, or anyone who agrees with such a ridiculous take, because they're missing out on sports in its purest form, at the best time of day, and most importantly, with the people you love who love you most. Seeing the internet back me up on this one was awesome. One last thing, and I hope it pisses off that idiot tweeter too: PLAY BALL!

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