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Literary Mama Rewind: Sports

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Welcome to Literary Mama Rewind! Every few weeks we'll round up some of our favorite essays, stories, poems, columns, and reviews from the Literary Mama archives relating to a particular theme. Hockey, soccer, football- whatever your sport, parenting an athlete brings its own special set of inspirations and challenges. This week we are rereading Literary Mama stories of sport.


Our team started out in the lead, but the pitchers are getting exhausted from the heat. Walks are piling up the opposing team's score. Still, my son seems focused. Even as a five year-old, while other little boys were picking dandelions in the outfield or distracted by a plane flying overhead, he had his game face on from the first pitch: knees bent, glove poised, eyes on the ball.

  • Eleven by Tova Hassler in Creative Nonfiction

I ask the salesman, "Is it better to have the cleats in the middle, like this one, or just around the edge?" My daughter is embarrassed. She doesn't roll her eyes or let out a sharp breath, but I can feel it, as if the air suddenly became five degrees cooler. It's a change in the wind.

I love you best when you are falling behind the other boys but never stopping.

Because there is no lanyard-making team or origami league, I sign my seven-year-old daughter up for soccer.

For high school football -- every mother's nightmare. I did not want to see him battered and bruised, yet I could not hold him back any longer. Since 8th grade it was clear he would be an asset to the team, and his friends were recruiting him hard.

  • Good Sports by Ona Gritz from the Column Doing It Differently

Having married an athlete, I assumed our son would be born in love with sports. I imagined that, soon after he could walk, Ethan would be mountain biking and leaping off ski slopes on a snowboard like his father...

I was trying to detach from the spectacle, but be present for my only son, the six-year-old standing idly next to the goalie, pushing his bangs from his face and swatting at gnats.

Youth Football. He had to watch the parents as closely as the game -- a rumble could erupt and they'd all be on the Today show the next morning.

Amanda Jaros is a freelance writer living in Ithaca, NY. Her essay “Blood Mountain” won the 2017 Notes From the Field contest at Flyway Journal. Other work has appeared in numerous journals and magazines including, NewfoundLife in the Finger Lakes Magazine, Highlights for Children, and Cargo Literary. She holds an MFA in creative nonfiction from Chatham University.

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