Photos of some of the athletes from the teams shown below are available on FastSports Photography. These are 10U teams that were playing in Shakopee on 8/23/15.
On August 3rd, 2015, the Bloomington community sadly lost Brent Hoffbeck at 41 years of age. Brent was a fixture at all of the Bloomington Fastpitch tournaments the last couple years volunteering numerous hours to help ensure that our tournaments ran smoothly.
It was typical for Brent to put in 40 hours in a weekend.
Brent leaves behind a wife, Heidi and two young daughters both active players in the BFA organization, along with many friends and family.
In an effort to help support the family, and celebrate the life of Brent, BFA and Clutch Hitters will be hosting a fundraiser event at Dred Scott fields, Saturday September 19th with all the proceeds raised going straight to the Hoffbeck family. Please join us in supporting the family by making plans to attend the event.
3pm - 9pm Clutch Hitters batting cages will turn over the till to the Hoffbeck family. Any money raised from hitting at the batting cages during these hours will go the family.
4pm - 6pm Dizzy bat contest hosted by BFA for boys and girls ages 4-14 a $5 entry fee with prizes being awarded for the fastest times. The winners will be announced at 6pm.
4pm - 6pm Homemade baked goods and canned goods will be available by auction near the batting cages. Banana bread, baked cookies, homemade salsa, and more… This will be a silent auction ending at 6pm.
6pm - 7pm HOME RUN DERBY Scott Brown USSSA and friends will be running a highly exciting home run derby contest. The players (?) will get a combined total of 100 swings. Fans can donate a monetary amount per home run. ie: .50 cents a home run, if the players hit 80 homeruns, the donation would be $40.00. Donation offer due before start of event.
Dred Scott Playfields, 10820 Bloomington Ferry Road, Bloomington, MN 55431 952-941-2455
Abby Wambach is the greatest header of a ball in women's soccer history, a fact she credits to ... basketball?
The United States forward is gearing up for the last and most important game of her World Cup career, the one she hopes will plug the only remaining gap on her glowing resume.
Yet Wambach believes that the success of her time in soccer, the end of which feels that much closer as the team prepares to face Japan in Sunday's final, would not have been possible without her exploits on the hardwood in her youth.
"Playing basketball had a significant impact on the way I play the game of soccer," Wambach said. "I am a taller player in soccer, in basketball I was a power forward and I would go up and rebound the ball. So learning the timing of your jump, learning the trajectory of the ball coming off the rim, all those things play a massive role."
While specialization is a booming and concerning trend in youth sports, with athletes as young as 10 years old focusing solely on one discipline as competition for college scholarships and professional careers reaches extreme levels, the U.S. women's team can be seen as proof that such an approach is not the only route to success.
A quick survey of members of the squad found that collectively they played at least 14 different sports competitively while growing up, as well as soccer. And significantly, all believe the other disciplines enhanced rather than hindered their soccer careers.
Wambach lettered in basketball at Our Lady of Mercy High School in Rochester, N.Y., and could have played at the collegiate level. Midfielder Morgan Brian played basketball all four years of high school and says it is "the same game as soccer, in terms of vision." Forward Amy Rodriguez swam, played softball and ran track. Lauren Holiday also competed in track, played basketball and baseball and "would have played football if they had let me."
"Having that variety is an awesome thing and I would encourage any young athlete or parent not to restrict themselves," Holiday added. "Doing different things develops different parts of your body. It can help prevent injuries and definitely help prevent burnout."
Back-up central defender Whitney Engen might have been the busiest childhood athlete on the U.S. roster, describing her youth as a "whirlwind of athletic activity". Engen competed in gymnastics, tennis, baseball, softball, swimming, lifeguarding, volleyball and beach volleyball while growing up in the Los Angeles area and is not a subscriber to the Malcolm Gladwell theory of Outliers.
"It is really unfortunate seeing how things are going with some kids these days," Engen said. "It is easy to fixate on those 10,000 hours but sport is such a subtle thing. You might not realize that what you're doing in volleyball is improving your spatial awareness and communication, but in reality maybe it is." Gladwell's book suggested that 10,000 hours of quality training in a specific discipline could, in most cases, turn anyone into an elite level athlete.
The trend of youngsters being pushed towards specialization shows no sign of slowing down. In February, Rivals.com published profiles of aspiring quarterbacks Daron Bryden and Tyson Thornton, describing Bryden as a pro-style QB and a "future Tom Brady." Bryden was then 12 and weighed a touch over 100 pounds.
Natural fears of burnout were raised, but stoutly defended by his parents.
"I understand the argument of people being one sport athletes at a young age, but for me and my personality I would get burned out as a young kid playing just one sport," said Wambach, who focused solely on soccer when she went to the University of Florida and quickly progressed into the national team ranks.
"Having the ability to play basketball for a bit throughout the year gave me the chance to crave soccer, to miss it." At age 35, that hunger is still there and maybe, just maybe, is about to finally be satisfied with the one prize she is missing.
Source: USA Today
Unstoppable "beast" or erratic turnover machine? Eccentric "weirdo" or boring and blithe? Last-second hero or season-ending liability?
Choker or champion?
As U.S. Women's National Team midfielder Carli Lloyd stepped onto the field for Sunday's World Cup final in Vancouver, she was all of the above: a player who could be inspiring one moment and infuriating the next; a player who had sandwiched two outstanding Olympics titles with a 2011 World Cup final to forget. A player, in other words, of many contradictions.
Lloyd did her absolute best to simplify her confusing resume with a clearly dominant display on Sunday, scoring three goals in 16 minutes and powering her team to its first World Cup trophy in 16 years.
As the final whistle blew and gold confetti fell on Lloyd, sportswriters and soccer fans lined up to celebrate her -- and rightly so.
"Carli Lloyd has a performance for the ages," ran the headline in her native New Jersey.
"Take that, Sundhage!" said one sportswriter, referring to the former coach, Pia Sundhage, who had slammed Lloyd weeks before.
Even the White House chimed in with praise.
The accolades were well earned, but they don't erase Lloyd's complex and -- yes -- contradictory career, which has been a veritable roller coaster ride up-and-down over the past six years.
In a sports world of slogans and seconds-long Sports Center clips, Lloyd shows how misleadingly simple labels -- whether "beast" or "weirdo," goat or great -- can be.
She also shows how fine the line is between winning and losing. Despite its emphatic 5-2 triumph over Japan on Sunday, the U.S. Women's National Team was -- dare we say it? -- downright boring at times during this tournament. And Lloyd was not without blame.
In many ways, the midfielder encapsulates American soccer: athletic but sometimes artless, disciplined but also prone to breakdowns, capable of greatness but often coming up short.
Perhaps it's because sports demand simple story lines, or maybe it has more to do with the fact that women's soccer is televised roughly every four years in this country, but Lloyd functioned like an ink blot for writers tackling this year's World Cup, allowing them to see almost anything they wanted to in the attacking midfielder.
"The player at the heart of the U.S. offense is a stone-cold weirdo," opined Vice. "Take a look through her Instagram or Twitter feed for a few minutes. She is a walking motivational post. She loves ice baths. Sometimes, these two interests collide."
"Carli Lloyd is the weirdest world class professional athlete ever," argued SB Nation, a stretch considering the uneven play of so many professional athletes. "Lloyd is often so poor that people who have watched nearly every single one of those 201 games she's played for the national team forget the point of her. They get angry, they scream at their television screens, they Tweet insults, they text their friends things like 'why the f-- won't Jill f--ing drop Carli already?', even though they know the answer to that question. The answer isn't at the forefront of their brains when they ask, but if they took a step back, calmed down and thought really hard, they'd find it. Carli Lloyd is a big-time player who scores big-time goals in big-time games."
But as a profile in the Wall Street Journal also made clear, Lloyd's basic approach to soccer is actually pretty banal: She just works harder than everyone else.
"Like an eighth-grader at travel-soccer practice, Lloyd sprints up the gym floor dribbling only with her right foot, first the outside, then the inside," Matthew Futterman wrote before the tournament began a month ago. "Then she does the same with her left. On one series, she fakes a kick before each touch, making sure to raise one arm in the exact motion. On another she dips her inside shoulder each time to accent a feint."
"It's all about repetition," Lloyd told the newspaper.
While some of her teammates made headlines with scantily clad photos, Lloyd was either working out or hanging out with her fiance, golf pro Brian Hollins, whom she has dated for 15 years.
If her "weirdo" public image doesn't quite add up, neither does Lloyd's career.
After a Hall of Fame career at Rutgers, Lloyd launched herself onto the national team in 2005. Three years later, she was the hero at the 2008 Olympics with an overtime goal against Brazil.
But then came the 2011 World Cup. Lloyd didn't just sky her penalty during the decisive shootout loss to Japan. She was woeful before that game as well.
"The U.S. played some of its best soccer of the tournament with Lloyd on the bench late in the semifinal against France," wrote Sporting News in an article listing Lloyd as one of the cup's "goats." "Perhaps she should have stayed there. She did little to help the Americans keep the ball when trying to protect two leads Sunday, and her awful accuracy when shooting was a prelude of shootout nightmares to come. Only a player completely fatigued and/or overwhelmed by the moment hits a penalty kick as high as Lloyd did."
Twelve months later, however, Lloyd was back to being the hero. After starting the tournament on the bench, Lloyd scored both goals in a narrow 2-1 final victory over Japan in the London Olympics. "When someone tells me I can't do something, I'm going to always prove them wrong," she said. "That's what champions do."
By this summer, Lloyd was supposed to be a sure and steady-footed veteran. When Abby Wambach dropped to the bench, Lloyd even acted as captain.
But her play proved erratic once again. Lloyd failed to feed the forwards the ball, spraying errant passes across the field, and the U.S. struggled to score.
For many, it was a familiar sight.
"You've watched her turn in terrible performances in countless friendlies, and in the group stage of the World Cup," wrote SB Nation. "You think she should be dropped to the bench, even though you know what's coming. Part of you, even though you're a fan of this team and want them to win, hopes that she doesn't score, just so the mystique of Carli Lloyd can go away. If she goes an entire tournament without a game-winning goal or assist, maybe then we can finally move on and replace her with someone who doesn't make a dozen turnovers per game, ones which AYSO coaches wouldn't tolerate."
Writer Kevin McCauley went so far as to call her "a relic of a time gone by."
"Her turnovers weren't punished as harshly when women's soccer was a game that was mostly about individual athleticism, and it's not like there were considerably less turnover-prone players behind her," he said. "But as the years have gone by and the game has shifted into something different, one now defined by midfield positioning and possession, Lloyd's deficiencies have gradually become more obvious. Now that every top team has technically skilled, tactically drilled, do-everything midfielders -- including the United States -- Lloyd sticks out like a sore thumb. 'Oh god,' you realize, 'that's how everyone used to play soccer. How did we watch that? We've come so far.'"
It's not just armchair coaches that scratch their heads wondering how Lloyd can somehow be so fearsome at times and yet awful at others. It's real coaches, too. Lloyd's own coaches.
"Carli Lloyd was a challenge to coach," former coach Pia Sundhage told the New York Times. "When she felt that we had faith in her, she could be one of the best players. But if she began to question that faith, she could be one of the worst."
"Pia, you've unleashed the beast," warned Lloyd's teammate turned broadcaster Heather Mitts ahead of the U.S.'s group stage showdown with Sweden, Sundhage's current team.
"I plan to respond on the field," Lloyd told Sports Illustrated.
The result? An insipid, scoreless draw in which Lloyd and the rest of her team created little excitement.
But then Lloyd buried a penalty against Colombia in the round of 16 and the confidence that had flickered on and off insider her seemed to burst into flame. She climbed over an opponent to bury a game-winning header in the quarterfinal against China and then cooly slotted home another penalty kick against No. 1 Germany in the semi-final.
On Sunday evening, Lloyd seemed to finally unleash the "beast" mode that Mitts had warned about. She scored a screamer off a set piece in the third minute, added a tap-in two minutes later, and launched an audacious half-field lob over the bewildered Japanese goalie's head in minute 16.
The hat trick was the fastest in World Cup history for either sex, and the first in a women's World Cup final.
"'Big Game Carli' delivers" declared ESPN.
The article ignored Lloyd's 2011 final miss and glossed over her other ups and downs. "Lloyd certainly had her struggles early on," Jeff Carlisle begrudgingly admitted, "but she stayed the course and benefited immensely from a tactical switch by U.S. manager Jill Ellis that saw her pushed closer to goal."
Of course, Carlisle couldn't resist a dig at Lloyd's former coach, writing "one is left to wonder what former U.S. manager Pia Sundhage thinks about her former player now."
But there is no need to wonder, or to pretend that Lloyd has always been "Big Game Carli." Sundhage herself explained how "challenging," contradictory players like Lloyd are ultimately worth the headache.
"Those players who always do exactly what I say, then that's not (always) good," Sundhage said.
"Some players are very challenging and those players, they create gold."
Source: Washington Post
Eric Gomez knows where he will be Monday through Thursday for the next few weeks -- Charles Peebles Complex.
Gomez coaches three youth baseball and softball teams, and he helps coach a fourth team.
It would be an understatement to say Gomez, who has seen kids progress all the way from T-ball to being skilled players, spends a lot of time at the baseball and softball complex.
That is what drives him, saying there is great enjoyment in seeing kids grow into the game he loves.
"I enjoy the game. I am out here every day of the week," he said.
And he's not the only one. In addition to coaches, each night Peebles Complex in Garden City is filled with umpires, field managers, concession stand workers, scorekeepers, and of course parents, grandparents and other family members. And they're all there for the same reason -- the kids.
One of the teams Gomez coaches is comprised of younger girls, made up of 7 and 8 years olds, where no scores are kept. With this team, Gomez is teaching them the skills they will need when they play in a league where older players compete.
He also coaches his son's 11- and 12-year-old baseball team, a 9- and 10-year-old team in another league, and he has added a fourth team.
Gomez said he wants to coach the players the right way.
"I want to coach the girls the way I want them to be out there," he said.
Gomez is just one of the many adults who come out to the baseball and softball complex on a daily basis to either assist or cheer the kids on in the same sport they once played as youngsters.
Melinda Parras, the concession stand manager at Peebles, said they sell a little bit of everything, especially snow cones for the younger kids.
"A family atmosphere is what it is," Parras said in describing the complex on game nights.
Tina Kinney, who manages the fields at Peeples Complex, said parents and relatives, with their children in tow, begin showing up at the park 45 minutes before the first pitch is thrown.
While some coaches may be yelled or screamed at by emotional parents, relatives or coaches, Gomez said it does not compare to what umpires go through.
"Umpires have it rough," Gomez said. "In older leagues, fans and coaches are angry at the umpires. It's tough for the umps."
Kim Bogner, a softball umpire for the last seven years, said she sees umpiring as a way of returning what she was provided when she played the sport while growing up.
"I played a lot of sports," she said. "I started playing softball when I was little. This is one way to give back to the sport and the community."
Bogner said having a good understanding of the sport is extremely important.
"I don't mind dealing with parents or coaches, as long as I can explain the rules to them (on a decision or call I made)," she said.
Umpire Jason Huth decided to call games for the enjoyment.
"Kids, by far, are the best part," Huth said.
What is funny, he said, is that while coaches and umpires argue, the kids want the arguing to stop because they just want to play.
"The sport itself is fun," he said. "I give as much teaching as anything else I do."
Both umpires said they do not mind giving tips to the younger players.
And the sport would not be nearly as fun if it were not for the fans cheering the kids on.
Josh Messenger and his wife, Kristain, were moving back and forth to catch both their son and daughter play on Wednesday night.
"I am just watching them warm up and play," Josh Messenger. "The excitement starts when they go to the dugout to get ready."
The Messengers said they spend four nights a week watching their son and daughter play the game they love.
"This is pretty much our summer home," he said. "I like watching them get pumped up over a good play."
Grandparents Sam and Kathy McMillan would not miss watching their grandkids play either baseball or softball. Because all of their five grandchildren participate, they go from one field to the next to catch parts of all of their games.
"Our kids played, now their kids are playing," Kathy McMillian said.
Sam McMillian said it has come full circle, as he once coached his son and daughter, and now their children's children are playing.
Kathy McMillian jokingly said that it is important for them to be at the complex because who else would buy the snow cones and food from the concession stand for their grandkids.
She sees other grandparents taking in the sights of the games, too.
"It's fun, and everyone is excited," she said.
Parent Tony Wilkerson said he would never miss watching his daughter play in a softball game.
"I enjoy every minute of it," he said. "The entertainment the kids bring to it is great."
Scorekeeper Cherlyn Suderman said softball and baseball always have been her passion for as long as she can remember.
"I enjoy watching them play," she said.
Source: Garden City Telegram
Trion Rollins has served as an umpire for Bannock Youth Baseball for the past 12 years. A native of Pocatello, he also went through the local sports program and was involved in the local baseball scene with each of his five sons. But Rollins said out-of-control parents and fans, bullying of players by coaches and just overall bad sportsmanship makes it difficult to keep umpires on the field in Pocatello.
"We hire 30 umps at the beginning of the season, but at the end of the season, we're down to seven," Rollins said.
Rollins said during tournament play on June 17, the police were called to NOP Park after a rowdy, loud and verbally abusive fan was asked to leave the field.
"I told the coach to go talk to him," Rollins said. "The next thing we knew, he and the coach were fighting out on the field."
Rollins' oldest son, Treson Rollins, planned to umpire this year but changed his mind after he witnessed the abuse handed out by the fans.
Trion said part of the problem is a lack of participation in Bannock Youth Baseball.
"When I played, we had 24 teams in each division, now we have six," he said. "This is the worst I've ever seen it."
Umpires for Bannock Youth Baseball are paid $14 to $20 per game, and there are typically two umpires at each game.
"I do it for the love of the game," Trion said.
Chris Rodriguez played youth baseball, high school and college ball and he just finished his first season as an umpire for Bannock Youth Baseball.
Rodriquez's 14-year-old son, Jadun Marley, plays in the Bannock Pony League, and Chris said he never officiates his son's games.
Chris said he's not at all surprised by the behavior of the adults during the games.
"We want the games to all be kid-friendly, and we have to remind people that there's no swearing and no smoking during the games," Rodriquez said. "And if you're losing, it's not automatically the ump's fault."
Rodriguez said there's a big difference between good-natured heckling and outright abuse.
He said each referee has his own style and occasionally makes the wrong call. But according to the rules of baseball, the ump is always right.
"We don't have instant replay," Trion said. "We can't go back and look at it again. But I'm a good ump and I bring a lot to the game."
Both umps said the situation is worst in the Pony League, where youth aged 13 to 15 compete.
Signage at Pocatello baseball parks warns that rowdy fans can be ejected from the game after just one warning.
Trion and Rodriguez both said they have witnessed coaches bullying and pressuring their young players, and unfortunately, they are the lessons they're passing onto the teams.
"When these kids get to high school, the poor sportsmanship doesn't fly," Rodriguez said.
He said it's usually the losing team that complains.
Following the incident at NOP Park, Trion said the fan involved in the fight was allowed back in the park during the next game.
"We need the fans, they're important to the game, but some of them are way too competitive," Trion said.
Trion said he wants to see more training for umpires and better enforcement and signage in all Pocatello baseball parks.
Currently, umpires are not required to be certified, but an online course is recommended and available for about $25.
The umps are employed by the City of Pocatello, and Trion said few return for a second season.
"If we had more returning umps, we would have better umps, but most of them don't even make it through a full season because of out-of-control fans," Trion said. "It boils down to parenting and coaching, you can't just teach kids how to win, and you have to teach them how to lose as well."
Source: Idaho State Journal
Over the lifespan of our non-profit organization, National Alliance for Youth Sports, I have been asked many times about what motivated me to create such an organization. After all, no one had ever done so before. Never in the history of youth sports had there been anyone wanting to tackle the issue of volunteer parents coaching their kids and the inherent problems while they do so.
I finally told the story in my new book titled, Unsinkable Spirit.
When I was 12 years old, I moved with my family to Johnstown, Penn. To put it mildly, times were tough for the family. We moved in with my grandfather who had a one bedroom apartment. There was my mother, my 4-year-old brother and an older brother and things were tight in that small apartment.
Moving to a new town and having to go to middle school was a challenge. The other kids in school were not friendly to an outsider coming in to their school. The only outlet for my constant sad state of dejection was the local YMCA. The building was right around the corner from our little apartment. It became a haven for me and little did I know that the experience in this YMCA would someday change my life.
I would go to the YMCA almost every day. I'd swim in the pool and, most of all, play basketball. I was small and being considered a basketball player was a stretch. But I practiced constantly and became a good ball handler and even a pretty good shooter.
The YMCA had a youth basketball program and I couldn't wait to sign up. I was designated to play on one of the teams and while we practiced, the other kids were surprised at how good I was. My self-esteem grew daily.
My older brother came to town to visit just in time for the first game of the season. I was so excited for him to come and see me in my first ever game. Since the YMCA was right around the corner it was easy for him to come to the game and I was full of pride as I saw him sitting in the stands just across from the bench.
The game started and to my surprise, the coach didn't start me. He put his son in the line-up and told me he'd get me in later. The game went on and on and with each minute my embarrassment grew. There was my brother sitting straight across the gym and with each look at him my heart sunk. I begged the coach to let me play and all he would say is, "Not now." The game ended and with it everything I felt about myself died with it.
I'm sure I speak for millions of people who went through a similar experience, but what grew out of it many years later was the creation of the National Alliance for Youth Sports, an organization dedicated to making sports a fun, safe and positive experience for all young people.
Source: Huffington Post
I wasn't planning to coach a kiddie soccer team this past season, but when I got an email saying my 8-year-old daughter and a number of other girls might not be able to play unless someone took the job, I half-heartedly raised my hand.
I was reluctant because this was going to be my daughter's first experience with a team sport, and I wanted her to have fun. How fun would it be with her own father stalking up and down the sidelines, screaming like a lunatic?
That's the sort of coach I always imagined I would be -- volcanic, irrational, ridiculously demanding. A lot of coaches had been that way when I was growing up, and I figured that deep down, I had absorbed those lessons.
Luckily, the season turned out much differently than I had feared, and I learned many unexpected things, starting with this:
Coaching is really hard: Every sports fan has surely looked at the flummoxed Marc Trestman or the bumbling Lou Piniella and thought, "Man, I could do that job a thousand times better than him."
Well, no, you couldn't. Professional athletes are apex competitors who toil in a cauldron of money, ego and inconceivable pressure, and if you tried to lead them, the team would be a smoking wreck in less than a week (unless you were coaching the Cleveland Cavaliers, in which case you would just sit quietly on the bench and let LeBron James do whatever he wanted).
But if you still think you've got the right stuff, I suggest starting with pint-sized soccer players. You'll soon realize that getting another human being to do what you want her to do is an incredibly difficult task.
For example, I tried all year to persuade my players to kick the ball with their insteps, not their toes. It produces much better accuracy and almost as much power, and while they humored me at times, they almost always went with toe shots when it counted.
At last, I gave up. Toe, instep, shin, whatever -- as long as they didn't use their hands it was all good. I could do only so much, because:
Yelling doesn't work: Some of the girls had never played soccer before, and weren't sure where to stand or what to do. We went over those things in practice, but once the game started, they formed a tight knot, following the ball in unison instead of sticking to their places.
A soccer field is a rather large piece of territory, so whenever this happened, I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted for all I was worth: "Spreaaaaad ouuuuuut!"
Sometimes it seemed as though they heard me, and one or two would peel away. But mostly the roving huddle went along undisturbed, no matter how loudly I hollered.
I gradually realized that yelling was more of a nervous habit than a constructive technique, as if I were at home barking at the TV. I tried to tone it down, and eventually, as the girls learned the game, they got where they needed to be on the field.
Besides, I needed to save my lung power for when it really mattered -- practice. Those dog piles and handstand contests don't break themselves up, you know. I had to stay vigilant because:
Winning is crucial: I know youth sports are supposed to be about good sportsmanship and skill-building and blah, blah, blah, but let's face it, there's nothing like leaving the field a winner, knowing you gathered your fortitude, absorbed an opponent's best shot and prevailed.
Oh wait, I'm talking about me. The girls couldn't have cared less about winning as long as they got a post-game snack.
The top priority for any kid who participates in sports should be fun, and by that measure, my team had a great year. They chased each other all over the place, laughed their heads off and even petted a few puppies that showed up at the field.
As for my daughter, she made new friends and discovered she was more athletic than she could have imagined. She's going to play next season, and once again I'm going to coach. I was able to keep my inner Lombardi under control, and by the final few games, I could tell that the players really had been listening: Some even started kicking with their insteps.
That, I think, is what keeps people coming back to coaching -- being able to see the positive influence you have had over another person.
Source: Chicago Tribune