I offer advanced pastoral training for planters/pastors, pastoral search and church revitalization. 25 yrs. of research & practice back us. Sr. Pastor 14 years.
Here’s mine:
STRIKER: Bo Jackson
WINGS: Jerry Rice, Larry Fitzgerald
MIDFIELDERS: Steph Curry, Chris Paul
Jason Kidd
OUTSIDE BACKS: Dion Sanders, Darrell Green
CENTERBACKS: Ray Lewis, Junior Seau
GK: Hakeem Olajuwon
SUBS: Champ Bailey (OB) John Stockton (MF) Barry Sanders (STR), Ray Lewis (CB) Wes Welker (Wing) Dennis Rodman (GK)
My USMNT starting 11 if our athletes played soccer since birth
4-3-3
ST: Mike Vick
RW: Odell Beckham Jr.
LW: Tyreek Hill
CM: Allen Iverson
CM: Antonio Brown
CDM: Mookie Betts
LB: Russell Westbrook
CB: Calvin Johnson
CB: Jalen Ramsey
RB: Anthony Edwards
GK: LeBron James
***using actual soccer players not allowed here
TOVO Tuesday Article ✏️
Once Upon a Play
Once upon a time you played. You did not train kick the can. You did not practice hide and seek. You did not drill hopscotch or prepare for fingerpainting. You ran, you hid, you hopped and made a mess. All in the name of frivolity and fantasy. Once upon a time you played. You did not need motivation to move. Mindfulness was minding your own business. There was nothing at home but white bread and a thin bed. You were out for the day and home before dark. You did not need a playdate to play. You knocked on doors. You gathered the available turning a street into a stadium. “Car, car – C-A-R” was the only delay in delirium. No phones, no fear of missing out. No text, just context. And suddenly that bell. The truck was sauntering down Montrose Terrace in Allendale. You sprinted home to grab change from the cracks in the sagging sofa. Forty-five cents a fortune. Push-up cone or ice cream sandwich? The tough choice of champions. And in that process learning emerged. You learned that mowing a lawn was worth the sweet taste of sugar cones. That a morning paper route was worth afternoons of rope swings and bee stings. You learned that poison ivy itches, but that sea water solves rashes and restlessness. You learned that nightcrawlers are the best bait for bass. And the best bass were hungry at dawn off Earnie’s rocks or Teddy’s dock. You learned that your first fight won was a loss because victory hurts when you hurt someone. You learned that baseballs bruise and big dogs bite when you do not pay attention. You learned that play was a privilege, not a down payment for an Ivy application. You learned to stack wood, paint a shed and to shed tears when Muffin dies. You learned that down syndrome kid is just a kinder version of you. Once upon a time you played. You learned about leaners and ringers and the hidden rules of horseshoes. You learned that Grampa was a leftie and Nanny was a tom-boy with grey hair and a stubborn soul. Once upon a time you played free from scrutiny and far from adults. You kept score and then washed the slate clean on the bike ride home. I am not sure what I offer as a coach if not a safe place to play. And that just may be enough to give to the children of today what I cherish from yesterday. Once upon a time I played, too.
#TOVO
Sadly, by that time it was too late. There was too much drama and support dropped. I think if they would have built the arena to begin with in Tempe, Scottsdale area, the outcome may have been different. The Coyotes relationship with the Glendale Arena got so bad near the end that they played in a 5000 seat arena on the ASU campus until they moved to Salt Lake.
Hey Chuck, your right. They had to build a new arena because the sight lines at the Suns arena were poor. Yet, they built the arena so far out, it created a real obstacle for many people to attend. The ownership didn’t help, but if they would built the arena in Tempe, Scottsdale, or on tribal land, their attendance numbers would been consistently higher.
@rdhasler I have many thoughts on this topic. Too many to list right now. I help churches find their next pastors. The pipeline problem is real. DM me if you would like to chat.
So true. I would say that this is true with other sports, music, etc.
My wife grew up in Vail. Her parents put her on skis shortly after she learned how to walk.
All these years later, she can still carve up the mountain. She is fastest most graceful skier on any run at any time.
There are a number of kids she grew up with that became olympians.
@lukedsimmons@Pastor_Ken_CBC The guilt and false expectations often occur because we haven’t agreed to a standard definition for discipleship. The range of meaning is broad. So is its implementation. It’s confusing to a lot of people, including me.
I’m not scared of diversity. I’m scared of incompetence. You are an RN. I want the most qualified RN’s caring for me. I don’t care about their skin color, nor do I care if they are male or female, disabled or not, etc. I want the most qualified. Full stop. When quotas are established in the spirit of diversity, the standards suffer. Care suffers. You don’t want to work with incompetent staff and cover for their mistakes. I don’t want to be cared for by them either and be on the receiving end of their mistakes. We are on the same page.