When is the right time to really introduce kids to sports on TV? 3? 5? When will they actually comprehend and remember what they are seeing? Me, I remember watching the Celtics in 1984 (when I was 8), but really not till 1986, when I was 10 do I remember vividly all 4 local teams.. Maybe it's because the Celtics (NBA Champions), Patriots (Super Bowl runner up), Bruins (made the playoffs, lost to the hated Habs in the 1st round of the now defunct Adams Division) and the Red Sox (well, let's not go there) were all really good? I was spoiled. I thought that's the way it always was and was going to be... I guess I found out pretty quickly in the 90's that it wasn't the case.
It just so happened that Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Final where the Bruins had their first opportunity to win the Cup in almost 40 years fell on the eve of my 35th birthday. Can you think of a better present than watching the Bruins complete the Boston Sports Championship Circle where every major sport in the city would have a championship that I actually watched? But I digress.. This isn't about me, but it is pretty cool.
Before the game people were asking me if I was going to wake my boys up to watch the end of the game if they were winning. I thought, wow how cool would that be to possibly watch with my kids the 1st Bruin to hoist the cup since Bobby Orr (which happened 4 years before I was even a sperm)?! It would be amazing.
And then, I had a moment of clarity and actually thought about it. So I'm going to put my two 3 and a half year old's to bed around 8p as the game is about to start. Then, I'm going to wake them up about 2.5 hours later when they are fast asleep, carry them downstairs so they can be miserable, tired, cranky and probably fall back asleep while I get annoyed at them for not paying attention and most likely miss the end of the game? Yeah that’s a big fat no for me thanks.
So I say leave them be. Let them sleep and hopefully have great news for them in the morning. I mean, the Bruins would get another shot to win the cup soon right? Right?
This blog was actually written the night of Game 7, but wasn’t posted. Obviously the tenses have changed from the present to the past and we all know what happened, don’t we?!?! Stay classy Vancouver…
The reason I post this blog now is because we are taking the boys to their first Red Sox game this Friday. I told them months ago that if they started pooping in the potty, we would take them to see the Red Sox. Well they've been doing a great job of that, especially Max. And to be perfectly honest with you, this is one promise I am perfectly happy to deliver on.
While they are just a hair short of 4 years old, I think that they will remember this. While they do enjoy sitting and watching the Red Sox sometimes, they have become totally enamored with “Wally the Green Monster who lives at Fenway Park” for a few weeks now. Ever since my friend Heidi bought them Wally shirts, they have become obsessed. So we read a book about Fenway Park and they are getting really excited. I can’t wait to see their reactions when I take them up the ramp so they see the Wall and the field for the first time.. I remember my first game in July of 1983. I went with my family and my cousin and his family. 8 tickets in the left field grandstand that probably cost a total of $50, if that. The Sox lost 7-6, although I don’t remember who they played. Probably the Orioles. I’m sure I could look it up.
In any event, since it’s a Friday night and they will have been at school all day, I am sure they will only last until the 4th or 5th inning or so.. And even though my rule is always never leave a game early, I guess I could make an exception for this one. Unless the Sox pitcher is throwing a no hitter or a perfect game. Or the opposing pitcher is throwing a no hitter or perfect game. Or it’s tied 0-0. Or it’s really tight. Oh who am I kidding, they’re staying till the end..