Movember is BACK

We are in the middle of #BreastCancerAwareness Month, and the Women’s Swim team did a fantastic job selling T shirts in September in preparation. We sold over 125 T Shirts with the proceeds all going to the Susan G. Komen foundation of SE Wisconsin.

But now November is right around the corner. And that brings us back to Movember!!

The past two years I have actively grown a mustache. And although the family supports what I am doing, I am pretty sure they all hate the mustache. Maybe Michelle can write a post on her new blog site on how much she does not like it 🙂

It all starts November 1st!

Movember2014The Movember Foundation is the leading global organization committed to changing the face of men’s health. They achieve this by challenging men to grow, and women to support, mustaches during Movember to spark conversation and raise funds for prostate cancer, testicular cancer and mental health problems.

Of the funds raised in the US in 2013, 83.8% has been committed to programs supporting prostate cancer and testicular cancer initiatives. The Movember team is proud of the high percentage of funds committed to programs, which is above international best practice of 80% of funds raised invested in programs.

This Movember, I’ve committed my upper lip once again to help change the face of men’s health by growing a mustache, now I need your support:

I’m passionate about this cause because too many men are dying unnecessarily from testicular cancer, the most common cancer in young men. Current treatments for testicular cancer are pretty good, but pretty good is just not good enough.

The Movember Foundation is working around the clock and around the world to improve the lives of men and their families affected by testicular cancer. I need your support to fund this important work. Together, we can create a world where no man dies of testicular cancer.

You can donate by:
– Donating online at


– Writing a check to ‘Movember’, referencing my registration ID: 4877585 and mailing it to:  Movember, P.O. Box 1595, Culver City, CA 90232

The past two years I was able to raise $400 each year.  Hopefully with your generous support I will once again be able to reach that goal.


Pit in Your Gut

Couple of disappointing things took place this past weekend.  And these are in order of which they occurred:

  • Badger game on Saturday night.  Excellent game that my team ended on the short side of the scoreboard.  Had a chance to win but failed to close it out.  Guy from Kentucky that hit the three pointer did not attempt one the entire regular season and has hit a couple big ones in the tournament
  • Realizing that the Badgers lost.  Back in January of 1996, when the Packers lost and thus not in the Super Bowl against the Steelers, Michelle said we should go on a vacation.  Went to the travel agent the next day, booked our trip to Mexico and watched Larry Brown pick off Neil O’Donnell not once but twice.  The realization that we are adults now and cannot just fly away is just a little harsh at times.
  • And finally, watching the Bad News Bears last night on MLB network – the original one with Walter Matthau and Tatum O’Neal.  And this is the major piece of the article.

Back in the day I thought the Bad News Bears was a good heart warming story of a guy who originally needed money so he coached a team but then realized winning at all costs was more important.  The movie was originally produced in 1976.  But now as a parent of kids playing at a higher than rec sports level, I see it as more than that.

BadNewsBearsI never did see the remake with Billy Bob Thorton that came out in 2005, but if you want to relive the concept of parents being out of control wrecking youth sports, you can just go to any local indoor soccer field, a little league diamond, or dare I say it, your local swim team.  ((My sport is not immune to these parents)).

The coach teaching a kids pitching skill that throws out her elbow.  The coach telling a kid to get intentional get hit t o get on base.  The coach then pushing the same kid when he swings the bat.  A parent telling the coach to not put in the subs because they have a chance to win the game.  A player telling the other team to take the trophy and stick it where the sun doesn’t shine.  And this all happens in the last 20 minutes of the movie.

If you ever wanted to know what is wrong with youth sports today, I think it all started with this movie.  I am sure there are critics that will say I am poo-pooing a baseball classic, but give me Sandlot or 8 Men Out, or even Cobb to teach me better live lessons.

Finish Line

The finish line is in plain view.  We are almost done with Week 27 of 28 of what has been a great, exciting, strange ride from the very word go.  Girls High School swimming officially started August 13th of 2013, and the Boys High School season will end next weekend on the 22nd of February.  And let me tell you there has been a ton in between.

But on the night of WIAA State, then we will have 24 Hours of Happiness and maybe a night to relax 🙂

The question I get asked the most since this is my first time coaching the boys team is this: Which season do you like more?

It is a tough question.  And both have their ups and downs, both have their pluses and minuses.  And maybe this year does not totally count because my daughter was on the team, but there is no easy answer.  And I probably will not give you a direct answer on this.

What I do know is that we already need to start planning for August and the start of the Girls Season.  Just had an open house with the incoming freshman and talked to them about the season.  When two seasons takes exactly half of a year to complete, there is really only about 6 months to plan for the upcoming season.

It is a journey, not a destination.

Already talking to the potential captains for the fall.  Already talking about creating covenants with the boys for next winter.  Putting finishing touches on the schedule for the fall.  Talking about bringing back the Northstar Invite for the boys.

So although the meet and day to day practices will be over soon.  The seasons really never end.