
So Father's Day has taken on a whole new meaning for me this year, becoming a father and all. But it has given me a whole new appreciation of all the things that my father did for me growing up and continues to do for me to this day. There are many stories, but forgive me today as I "open the yearbook" to share one of my fondest stories of my Dad.
My senior year in high school, my basketball team was very successful. In fact we had the best regular season record in the history of the school, going 20-0 and winning the Clark Tournament in Worcester for the first time since the late 60's. We were the #1 seed going into the District Tournament, earning an unprecedented two byes into the quarterfinals, where we'd play the #8 seed. Long story short, we lost the game, by 4 points if I remember correctly. It was one of those deals where we would have beaten this team 99 times out of 100, but that night was the night they were up to the task. They couldn't miss, we couldn't make. So it happenened, it was one of the biggest upsets in Massachusetts HS Basketball History.
We were devastated, it wasn't just that we lost, but I played hoop with all my best friends, and had since the 5th grade. And we all knew we would never play together again. That hurt, and it came way sooner than we thought, we weren't supposed to lose this game. After the game, I finally managed to find the energy go out to my car and go home, once I did I wanted nothing more than to escape to my room, didn't want to talk about it, think about it, nothing. So I did.
As I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, figuring out how life would go on (yes it seems silly now but at the time, ya know how it is) and my Dad came over the house for a quick visit and show of support. My Dad wasn't one of those typical sports fathers that put too much pressure on me, he literally just came to my games and loved supporting me, cheering for me, and never criticizing me. And to this day, that means a lot to me. So, he comes down to my room and I don't even recall the words he said or if he even said anything. But it was what he gave me that meant the world. He simply placed a pack of LIFE SAVERS on the nightstand nearby. And for me at the time, that was the single greatest thing anyone could have ever done for me. No words would have made the situation better. And at the time I probably didn't truly appreciate the gesture...but as you can tell...I NEVER FORGOT IT!
Happy Father's Day to my Dad and all the Dads around Kull's World!
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