Experience the Thrill of Sports with Colorado Coach Diary

The date with Missy Bradford went well. I talked to many other coaches and players who took note of Colorado Sports Academy High School’s football program this year. Many were asking about the pro and wishbone set on offense, the reverse on kickoff returns, and our blitz packages. The food was Mexican; and it was scrumptious. Missy appeared great; and was unmistakably beautiful with her blonde hair and eloquent dress. I met many VIPs from Denver, some of the Broncos since they had a bye this week, and some political people. Many people knew I had coached our Chicago team (Manion High School) to a 5A championship. It was a beautiful home in Highlands Ranch – not far from my home in Monument, Colorado. I was invited to some Bronco games, other future parties, and a poker night. I honestly appreciated all the offers but admittedly have little kids that demand 99% of my attention when not teaching or coaching. Everyone seemed to know my situation. Missy was extremely comforting and was honest regarding her situation as a widow; and understood I needed time before any relationship would occur. We parted with a kiss; and it felt good. I honestly do not know what to do next if anything. 

Josh, Jake, and Jayden are all active with our puppy, Spark. We walk the puppy together; and he was easy to house train. We walked by Smitty’s house and the kids played while I held the puppy on a leash. Smitty was his usual bright self in explaining life’s issues. Smitty always comes to a resolution; and his experience says a ton. He wanted to know details of the Denver Bronco party, if anything was going on with Alison Maples DO pediatrician, and what I am doing with the Colorado social media popularity as a winning coach. I mentioned that no serious relationships were occurring; and our team was winning close games through conditioning and fundamentals. Smitty loved all this talk. He said I was in a good position; and to stay afloat without a “rushed” relationship.  We discussed potentially having a beer together after the kids went down tomorrow night. I felt it was a great idea; and I would determine where I was after the kids retired into bed post bedtime stories – they are now addicted to stories and books. 

Josh was asked to go skiing when the slopes opened by a friend and fellow classmate down the block. We have zero ski equipment; but per Janae, I am not standing in the way of our kids enjoying Colorado slopes. We are attending an early season ski swap after practice tomorrow night. Both of us will obtain equipment and hit the slopes. The phone rang late and I thought it was a scam call. Surprisingly, it was Alison Maples DO who wanted to know how the kids were doing. After we settled their improvements from 5th Disease (the slapped face red cheeks and fever are gone), she started talking about social stuff and how she just moved here. She inquired about myself and we talked for a half hour freely. The pediatrician talked about her difficult cases, medical politics, moving here from Omaha after a difficult relationship, and adjusting to Colorado. Alison Maples DO can ski as she has incurred many ski trips living in Omaha, Nebraska. I mentioned that our kids were asked to ski (well just Josh). The pediatrician said she could instruct. Oh my God! The like that her medical secretary informed me was a like towards a relationship. Smitty was right (I am 2-0). The bases are loaded and now I am up to bat. Oh my God! She is cute! /What am I to do? 

The English class today was heartwarming. After a lengthy discussion of personal pronouns and the direct and indirect objects of pronouns within writing skills, a sophomore student presented a writing that won 2nd in the National Scholastic writing contest for high school. The reviewers loved the writing and made a couple critical comments on the careful use of her pronouns having a clear antecedent (referring to the noun which relates to the later pronoun). This can cause confusion when there is more than one noun or subject potentially relating to the pronoun. We discussed this in class; and I said I wanted clarity with all our writings – despite seemingly being not obviously duplicative. The reader must exactly know who or what is being referred to when writing. Short simple understandable sentence structure within the writing makes for a great treatise. Depending on the context and form of writing, I want our students to get to the point, express themselves clearly, and not pivot the reader in varying directions. We emphasize the second semester would be a culmination of everyone in the class writing a short story – my favorite form of prose. The characters, setting, theme, plot, and conclusions would all be stated upfront in their proposal. I would help them achieve a formal published short story writing.

Smitty came over after the kids went to bed for a Thursday night beer and watching Thursday night football. Smitty is a real football fan; and I have received a few ideas from his mind regarding misdirect plays on offense and masquerading blitzes on defense. Smitty feels that winning requires preparation, execution, and planning to catch your opponents off guard. Obtaining a 10-yard sac on a critical drive places the offense under stress and allows the defense to build in plenty of safeguards (like an extra defensive back). We laughed and said with the potential new electronic first downs, there would still be controversy when and where a knee or elbow touched. There would still be some controversy where the ball was in relationship to the electronic stop. All the reviews with slow motion and multiple views the ball placement remains not exactly discernable. Instant replay is confusing to the booth reviewers. Both Smitty and I are taking the call on the field and living with the results (good or bad). The human element in officiating with the speed involved has eclipsed instant replay in many cases. Both of us feel depending on the game score and where the ball is on the field, more 4th down attempts in lieu of punting should occur. Smitty was getting ready to leave when the phone rang on speaker. It was Missy Bradford wanting to watch practice tomorrow. I replied yes if no recordings are completed. Smitty laughed as he walked out the door as Missy wanted to talk further. Missy Bradford is obviously interested in me. I need to decide soon. A life coach session is upcoming.

The Friday practice went well in preparation for our upcoming Homecoming game Saturday afternoon. I pulled our team off the field after some difficult 90-minute drills. We had three offensive strings march up and down the field with 7 skill players. The cadence and coming off the line of scrimmage timely with immediate assignments was relentless. I wanted our guys to understand and know the wishbone offense subconsciously. If a substitute entered the game, there was no diminution of play. The wishbone is entirely dependent on every player knowing their position well and executing the offense. Missy Bradford was there and in return for her invite I graciously invited her over to our house after practice. Our kids were finishing school and wanted to play with Smitty’s and other neighbors’ kids. They play this game derived from a Wisconsin bred neighbor called the “Keen Game.” The kids divide by picking 2 teams based on speed.  There is a defensive team (guards the goal) and a scoring offensive team with a home house as the goal. The porch or perhaps the garage is designated as the scoring goal which the hiding scoring team must touch before they are touched by the defense. Both teams meet at the goal and then the scoring team hides in the neighborhood over a 60 count. The hiding offensive team then tries to sneak to the goal without being noticed. If they are visualized, any member of the defensive team can knock them out by touching them before they touch the goal. There are maddening rushes to the goal or designated house. If all the scoring team members touch the goal, they get to be on offense again. The game continues until darkness; however, our kids play until past dark with pleadings. We have ice cream at one of the neighbor’s houses; and tonight, the ice cream treat is at our house. I am ready with lots of different flavored ice cream. 

Missy finished the article for the Denver Post; and then wanted to talk about relationships. I was totally caught off-guard. Since I am a typical male and am quiet about such matters, I let her lead the discussion. I felt we should take our time and just get to know one another. This was barely okay for Missy or any serious girl to hear. I did not know what to say since I am still grieving over Janae. My life coach has encouraged me to move on. The Nurse Practitioner coach on line mentioned that if a relationship felt good; then potentially “go for it!” I do not know if I am there yet; but I am working on it. The kids returned and we had 15 sitting around the table eating ice cream. My son, Josh, who is a talkative kid, told the rest of the kids that Missy was probably our new “mom.” Missy smiled and said we are not there yet. Again, I did not know what to say. I am getting in over my head; and this is a life coach and Smitty discussion. The homecoming football game is enough for me to swallow. I need to focus. I walked the kids home with Missy because it was dark. We fist pumped our parting. That was cool. I got an online session with the life coach, Sandy, tomorrow morning at 0600. There are gobs of issues to discuss. 

There are subliminal issues ongoing with me that my mental health nurse practitioner life coach, Sandy Swift FNP, wants me to work on. She mentioned many women will push the envelope into a relationship without me realizing where I am at; and then chart the future course. Obviously, the intent is to remarry with these serious dates if it works. As a coach and guy, it is not that I am backing away from a woman relationship; it is that I have three young kids and need to care for them. Everyone thinks I need a wife; and if that happens – great. I hear that in my classroom, teachers’ lounge and on the football field. Janae’s parents feel I am treading water with many good eligible women wanting to potentially adopt kids and have more. It is almost too much for me to handle. I do need some socialization outside of my family, school, and football. There’s very little time; and I have got constant nanny issues. The Tompkins have been quite good in babysitting when I run short of a nanny. I am needing a nanny for many years to come; and the one that I have is quite good (Mandy). Her backup (Aiden) is quite good also. Both are college students and they will be gone in time. I will worry about that when that time occurs. 

The coaches arrived Thursday night for a brief coaches’ meeting at my house. We performed some film study on our Colorado Springs opponent for Homecoming. We elected to use both the pro set with 2 backs and the wishbone by altering backs and quarterbacks. Both QBs are ready for the challenge. I want to confuse the defense because they are one of the top defenses. The only way we can score is to outcoach them. The opponent plays a 5-2 defense – respecting our passing game. That is where I feel we can make progress with options, misdirect plays, and jet sweeps – since our timing has been excellent with endless practice reps. 

The kids were at Smitty’s house during the coaches’ meeting. Jayden came home in our wagon crying with dirty diapers. Josh stayed to play the evening keen game and Jake had some homework to finish. I helped him with the homework – easy math. Josh and Jake are doing well in school. They inform their friends that they are getting a new mom. That is even more pressure. Josh came home after I tucked in the younger two boys with a black eye. I am having a beer before retiring and thinking about the game more than ever. It will be a close contest. We have a flea-flicker play. I may use it early!

Josh’s eye swelled further overnight; and I called Alison Maples DO, our pediatrician. She wanted him seen today; so, I found an English sub for my first class and went to the clinic. Josh’s eyesight was great; and it will require ice, head elevation, and time. There is no infection; and no need for antibiotics. Josh was placed on some anti-inflammatory medications (Mobic). While walking out of the clinic to the front door, the pediatrician asked if I wanted to attend a ski party Saturday evening. It is a young millennial group of all types of skiers – from beginners to advanced. They meet for socialization (needed after Covid) at one of the member’s houses. The couple hosting Saturday night lived in the Broadmoor area of The Springs. It is potluck and Alison stated she would take care of the food. She would call with the time and details. I mentioned that I had the homecoming game tonight; and a birthday party for Josh to attend tomorrow (I need to get a gift). I honestly could not say no to Alison because she was so nice and beautiful. I know I am not ready for this; but here goes. 

The game went as expected. Colorado Sports Academy High School won the game with a well-timed jet sweep that had a monster hole for the flanker to take it to the house. He is our most speedy player with a very low 40-yard dash time. The hand-off and timing were perfect because it froze the linebackers. The linebackers stood their ground and thought it was a fake; they thought the play was in the opposite direction. I noticed both Missy Bradford (reporter) and Alison Maples DO pediatrician were at the game. Neither talked to me because they knew I had a close game requiring my best coaching mind. We had a couple injuries after the game I needed to treat. We decided for both players to attend a Saturday morning orthopedic clinic. I waved at both. One of the coaches noticed I was waving at cute girls and wanted to know what was happening. I said just friends. He gave me whimsical look. 

Smitty and I got the kids together Saturday morning for a neighborhood birthday party. I wrapped a squirt gun in a box for Josh to take to his buddy’s birthday party down the street. The kids play well together and are of varying ages. This is a great neighborhood because it is laid back, parents are understanding about frisbees and bikes going through lawns, and basically everyone is friendly. Janae would have loved to live in this neighborhood. Sherry and Herb Tompkins arrived for the babysitting – knowing that we had both kid activities and myself a ski party in the Broadmoor at 7 PM. Sherry dug for more information; so, I told her the works. She liked that I was socializing and had a date. I do not know if this is really a date; but it is close. I am getting stronger emotionally – I think. 

I honestly do not know what to do regarding the present situation. I talked to my life coach, Nurse Practitioner Sandy Swift, early today. She is available 24/7. Sandy is guiding me into areas of thinking I never imagined. Many guy thoughts are quite simple regarding relationships. I had a couple flings in college and a couple interested young teachers in college; but those relationships never materialized. I have developed two that either one could be a long-term partner. Sandy advised to take it slow, be honest with the other partners regarding your careful development of another relationship, the reality of having three young children, in-laws 50 miles from home, and head coaching/English teaching requirements and obligations. In time it is normal to have a close relationship and possibly marriage. These gals will probably want to have more children and we will be a “blended” family! Personally, I never dreamed of such a phenomenon could be happening to me. I have a ton on my plate with two women wanting to move the relationship along. I am extremely concerned that I will upset one of the other gals; but then again, I am not certain of my desires to enter a long-term relationship and potential marriage. 

My situation is tough! As Smitty my neighbor states; it is better to have two gals chasing than zero! I understand that most guys would ideally want just one of these girls chasing them; and that I am apparently a good-looking guy (how that happens I will never discern). Real guys cannot calculate what appeals to a girl regarding looks and what interests a woman. I am just a simple successful football coach and teacher with a love for the English language, literature, and formal writing skills. I will take my time with these relationships. I have experienced two dates and both were female generated. In fact, Janae (my deceased wife) chased onto the Chicago practice field when I did not even know who she was. I am slow in the dating process apparently. 

The week appears bright regarding our football team. We are healthy, playing well, and ranked in the top 3 within the state of Colorado 5A Division. Thankfully, there is not a ton of pressure on our team. Many sports columnists (except Missy Bradford) do not take our team seriously. The team we are playing this week has not won, is hungry, and has a strong legacy of winning.  I feel our team and coaches are taking this team lightly; and I am worried. I need to ramp our practices, play lots of backups, and ensure that we are clean with our offensive and defensive schemes. The 5-2 defense has confused many teams. We have switched into a 3-4; and on occasion a 3-5 defense with zone coverage. Our defensive coaches and players have responded well to the switching of the defensive schemes and pass/run coverage. I love the balance and mind games we are playing against the opposition. One series of downs or a play can determine the outcome of a game. I have stressed that repeatedly. I am still highly concerned about the lackadaisical attitude of the entire Colorado Sports Academy High School regarding this weekend’s away game Friday evening. 

The kids are doing well in school. Josh is scoring well on first grade exams and finishing his homework with me nightly quite well. Jake is learning numbers and letters at preschool, and Jaiden is behaving/sleeping/eating well. I am not worried about any of them. They understand that Mom is not returning. I tell them what I can about my life as a teacher and coach.  All my kids know that I stress education over sports; and that sports are a manner to improve one’s discipline and have a healthy mind and body. I am adapting to being a single dad; and this life is becoming more fruitful. My phone rings and it is Alison Maples DO Pediatrician. I will be nice, thankful, and under-react. Gosh, she is cute and very nice (at least to me). Good night!

Tonight, I was worried after that late night talk with Dr. Alison Maples that I would be forced into a relationship. She was cool; and just probing my feelings. Alison is savvy with her words, actions, and ability to be cool under pressure. I am certain she has learned from endless difficult medical situations that being non-committal and having a relaxed attitude is a manner of dealing with interpersonal relationships. Interestingly, as she informed me, that she was nearly walking down the aisle when her relationship abruptly ended surprisingly. I did not go into specifics because it could have been an endless number of issues that her partner had not disclosed. Thus, Dr. Maples is being reserved regarding where our mini-relationship is going and how it advances. That is wonderful for me – no pressure. 

The day at school was highly interesting. Many students were struggling with Shakespeare readings and his manner of writing. Shakespeare expanded the English language through structure, new words, intelligent descriptions, and word/phrase meanings. The master had a peculiar method of making the English language work for him descriptively. One of our students with an English accent from Liverpool had a method of talking through a Shakespeare play as it should be spoken. I loved it; but could easily relate how much of the class struggled with Shakespeare. My education consisted of myself knowing in college that William Shakespeare lived from 1564 – 1616. He was a poet, dramatist, writer, and playwright. Shakespeare dominated the English language and created beautiful linguistics. Everyone on the globe should know English and thank Shakespeare. Translations to other languages of his 39 plays, 154 sonnets, and three long narrative poems have occurred historically. Historically, and for better all-around English, I want our students to know and understand basic Shakespeare. Shakespeare is tough; but well worth studying. Life itself is tough as I’m discovering! I will enjoy life’s fruits and deal with the pitfalls. 

I was jogging early this morning before getting the kids arrangements completed. I ran into Smitty down the block and we talked openly again. Smitty is struggling with relationships also; one of the gals in his IT office wants a relationship. He is uncertain to go down that path; because he is her superior. The rules are not vague modernly about office romances. He stated his office is low-key, she is a wonderful gal, and did not feel the relationship would be an issue with the company nor anyone else. People wear blue jeans to work, work from home, and freely discuss life situations and deal with family matters at work. All the boundaries are crossed; but nobody seems to mind. I felt the issues is if she still is working and the relationship travels for a lengthy period. Abruptly, someone ends the relationship; and the former couple must work together. Smitty has thought about all this; but life is a collection of “what ifs.” Smitty likes this gal; and they will probably end up together. It appears we all need someone. 

I had our coaches meeting and it seemed less intense because of the team we are playing tomorrow night. It was like a week off; thus, I am even more scared of the outcome. It is difficult to prepare your team for a losing squad opponent; but when I discussed our transfer offensive schemes from wishbone to pro-set, all the coaches appeared that there were no problems. I am concerned that this will leak into our team; and we will get our butts kicked. I am probably worrying excessively. A loss is never a good loss I feel. I want to win every game; and somehow, I can will this team into victory. Goodnight! 

My first instincts at the game Friday night during halftime was to be a “Lombardi” and start screaming at our players. We were down 21-10 at halftime. The opposition’s Homecoming was already becoming a celebration beyond a Super Bowl comparatively. Their alumni and fans were screaming loudly. I knew we were the better team; yet, I could not get out of our team and coaches all week to take this opposition seriously. We had defeated some of the better teams in Denver, practiced rigorously all year until this past week, and I could not garner enough emotion to “super-charge” this team. Therefore, on walking to the halftime locker room, I developed an entirely different tactic to fire this team up and get them over the top. We were in Colorado Springs at a high school about 5 miles from Colorado Sports Academy High School. We bused to the opposition’s field and had 2 full buses of coaches, trainers, athletic department staff and players. I walked into the locker room and everyone expected myself to begin screaming and have an active pep talk.

I mentioned to drink Gatorade and water religiously, grab a snack, rest for a few minutes, and I would see them on the practice field in 5 minutes. We were beginning preseason practice in a few minutes because we had not practiced meaningfully all week. Everyone knew that. I explained I could handle a loss; but I could not handle poor efforts at blocking, tackling, ball security, kicking, and quarterback play. I informed the team that we were not far from our school; and I would instruct the buses to leave and park near our school empty. If our team cannot block and tackle correctly and with little effort, our team will have plenty of energy to walk home or back to school. The coaches and myself would also walk behind them because we had not prepared them for this lackluster low-level performance. The room was quiet; and I noticed Missy Bradford (Denver Post Sports columnist) taking notes and recording. I did not care at this point. I left the locker room and said I would have a bag of footballs ready for offensive and defensive drills. I reported that we would be active blocking, tackling, route, and tip drills – just like summer preseason camp. We would practice until the refs told us to line-up for the second half kick. 

The nanny called me as I was walking out onto the empty field and informed me that Jaeden (our 2-year-old guy) had a fever and was pulling his ear. I said to use Tylenol and start the antibiotic left over from the last ear infection. I also said to schedule through the internet a drop-in appointment early AM at Alison Maples DO Pediatric practice Saturday morning. If the situation became worse, then inform me by phone. The halftime drills were spirited, vigorous, and the crowd loved the drills as the opposition returned in amazement at what Colorado Sports Academy High School was performing at halftime. Since bands were playing on the field, we used the nearby practice field in the dark and end zones for practice. I wanted a 110% effort the second half, brisk offense, and confusing effective defensive schemes. 

We began the second half with a 5-2 defense with corner and safety run and pass blitzes. Our coverage was excellent and we obtained some sacks, turnovers, and negative plays. On offense, our quarterbacks (I played two) were exceptional running and passing (two-way threats). We committed zero turnovers, ran, and passed the ball with balance, and used occasional trickery and deception. Our misdirects confused their linebackers repeatedly. We scored and were ahead (25-21); whereupon, on the last drive we needed a safety blitz and opposite side linebacking blitz to sack their QB for a timely loss. The opposition needed a TD; and we had to stall that drive on our 30-yard line. I arrived home after thanking the team, coaches, trainers and AD staff for their support and efforts. Our mission is to build men through education and sports. We are doing that as I witnessed a great outing by our team. Missy Bradford met me after the game at the high school and wanted some words for the newspaper. I fed her my full stomach of emotions. She wanted a tiny date with a beer. I smiled at her and said perhaps later this weekend. I have a sick child, a nanny that needs to get home, and an early physician appointment for a repeated ear infection. I do believe Missy is wanting to get serious. I need to talk to my life coach, Nurse Practitioner Sandy Swift soon. I will somehow survive. 

Yesterday was an amazing day. As a football guy, I could not be happier. We are not the NFL; but in real life terms, the game meant something to all our players, trainers, parents, and athletic staff. Our rating climbed to #2 this week as two teams ahead of us lost close games Friday evening. Honestly, I did not feel our team would do this well. We are obtaining maximum effort from our players both on and off the field with few distractions. Missy Bradford’s article was on the front page of the Denver newspaper; and throughout Colorado and allied web sites. It was an interesting perspective she wrote at length about the quiet halftime locker room and Coach Wilford Tremby’s speech (that is me) during the intermission. The halftime preseason type practice was discussed; and how it spirited our team into a second half comeback. The effort was a 180-degree turnaround. Missy Bradford explained that the plays on offense were stuffed with misdirects and unpredictability. When we should pass, we ran. When we should run, we passed. The defense 100% confused our opposition team throughout the second half as we held them scoreless. The double blitz at the end of the game as the opposing team was driving was a rare call; but had to be completed. We needed to finish the game on defense because I felt they were close to scoring a winning touchdown. 

Alison Maples DO Pediatrician examined Jaeden the next morning and concluded that he had a substantial repeated ear infection. If he did not improve, he would be required to have a tonsillectomy, adenoidectomy, and possibly ear tubes. We would continue the antibiotics until this episode resolved; and then reunite with an appointment in two weeks. I left the office as she stared – thinking I would ask her for a rendezvous of some sort – a real date. My God, Alison is cute. I did say we would be “in-touch;” however, that is not stepping up as a serious interaction and follow-up date. I need to level with these gals; and inform both that I need time and am extremely busy to tackle a gal relationship. I still think about Janae; and how I wish she was here. I realize that life is not fair; and to make the most of our existence on earth. I am restarting Catholicism this week and will get the kids into St. Francis Church in Rockrimmon – recommended by fellow Catholic teacher colleagues. 

I was jogging after the early pediatric appointment and Saturday coaches meeting.  I ran into Smitty. We discussed having a beer tonight while watching some college football at one of our houses with kids and pizza. I agreed. I informed him of my dilemma and he his office romance now beginning. We both are treading in troubled waters with second half romances. The trouble is that I have two; and Smitty has an office parlay which could mean big trouble down the twisted road. The pizza was fantastic as was the comradery. We both committed to openly discuss our life situations. My life coach meeting with Nurse Practitioner Swift today was also excellent; as she mentioned to just take your time. I have not committed to any relationship, girl, or anything else. I am in the non-rushed mode; and things will happen over time that will clarify my future relationships with the opposite sex. The life coach mentioned I really do not know either of these gals intimately or via reputation. Many aspects of their lives remain undisclosed until a serious relationship develops. Thus, I am taking my time, enjoying my Colorado lifestyle, and adjusting to life as a true widower – not bad! 

I firmly believe that I am in control of my life and cannot let other variables dissuade me from my mission. I am a football coach, English literature instructor, and father of three beautiful boys. I have been dealt some unfairness; yet everyone on this planet must deal with unpleasant stuff. My former wife, Janae, lived a great life, gave birth to three beautiful boys, and made myself a better person. I should be happy, proud, and feel highly fortunate that I by serendipity met Janae. If she had not dropped her purse which caught the turn style at Solder Field in Chicago, I would not be here in Colorado. I miss my family in Chicago; and of course, they and the school want me to move back. My former state winning 5A football team is barely 500 this year. In deference to the coaches and team, we lost a ton of starting varsity through transfers and graduation. Honestly, if I was coaching the Chicago team today, I do not feel I could do much better. The coaches I left to run the team were excellent. The team, school, and family are all moving on and dealing with me not being present. That bothered me considerably because Janae before she died wanted to ensure her boys were raised in Colorado. I respect her opinion and will 100% live up to her single request. As for myself; she knew I would move on, remarry, perhaps have more children, and become a blended family. I had not given that much thought; but I will adhere to her wishes. We have an early upcoming ski trip with some of Josh’s friends. Janae and I had skied a couple times previously in Wisconsin near Lake Geneva and Northern Michigan. We enjoyed the sport immensely; and I was anticipating skiing with her forever down the Colorado slopes. I am dealing. 

Matt and Austin, my assistant coaches, came over and we discussed the next week foe. The Denver opponent team is a little over 500, lost some close games, and has a D1 quarterback in their backfield. We are utilizing a 4-6 defense with a monster chasing the quarterback. Our linebackers will cover their tight ends, our safeties are free to roam in zone, and the corners will play man to man with their speed receivers. We will blitz with our monster defender – who will follow the QB to the bathroom if needed. I am worried that Colorado Sports Academy High School is playing above its athletic talent and ability; but our guys have risen to the challenge. We will make the end of the year playoffs; and that is a very positive ending to our first season. I tucked the kids in and told stories after the coaches’ film meeting with snacks in our family room. The kids all were playing some kitchen video games I do not understand. Jayden at 2 years of age just mired in the world of fast-moving video games. My assistant coaches are well trained and will obviously be head high school coaches soon. We had a great time; but I can easily discern there’s consternation about our team this week. Colorado Sports Academy High School is undefeated; and we feel a thundering and galloping herd of teams chasing us. I told our coaches and team this week: “play smart, play hard, and enjoy the ride.” 

Jacob had a cold today; so, with the fever and ear pulling we were in Alison Maples DO Pediatrics office after school but before practice. I feel she is an excellent physician, obviously wants a guy (potentially me), and wants to do something with me. Our game is Friday night in Denver; and she states after the script for ear antibiotics that she and her medical assistant are coming to the game. That statement threw me for an unexpected loop. I thanked her for coming; and it is inevitable Alison will run into Missy Bradford, my other “kind of” girlfriend. I will call the life coach today; and ask her how to deal with the situation. I am certain the Nurse Practitioner will say to go what feels best; and do not worry about such stuff. Deal with the situation as it happens. It always seems like it is a maddening rush to remate, remarry, and create more family. I do “get” all this; but these gals are intense about their needs. The life coach, Sandy Swift – Family Nurse Practitioner, was quite adamant about me grumbling and grieving about my former wife, Janae. At some point, it is normal to have a girlfriend relationship, probably incur some romance, and potentially wed. The life coach mentioned that Janae also recommended and saw that happening while she was dying. I cannot escape the grief; but with grief, we deal and it fades with time. I am learning life lessons. We remember the good times, our kids, and are thankful for what we had together regarding time and family with my former wife, Janae. 

School was exciting because I instructed and the gave a phonics and English test over basics – stuff like adverbs and adjectives and their differences. I informed the class that either they obtained 100%; or they would stay after school for corrections – even until midnight. I received zero parent complaints because that is why students are “stepping up” and attending our school to learn. English is so critical to Western Civilization thought patterns in all disciplines including the arts, math, science, IT, history, communications, and business economics. Relaying your thoughts through verbal exchange and writing is so unique to modern life. Failure to learn and adapt to communication properly is a failed education. I will not allow that to happen to our students. I want all our Colorado Sports Academy high School students to ensure that they are comfortable in relating to English and literature in a professional manner within their family, work, and IT. Without English, nobody advances in the world. A student asked me what difference will this make in his future music career of performing, learning music theory, and teaching the arts. I gave him a simple example of Paul McCartney of the Beatles (>100 pop tunes written and performed). McCartney was truly one of the greatest pop rock composers of all times – everyone knows him because they listen to him perform. Paul McCartney states that his lyrics around which he built musical chords (multiple paired harmonious notes) came about through simple English. Paul McCartney used paired couplets or rhymes with simple English – taught in elementary and high school. It all began with English; it is that basic and simple. We need English to succeed in life!

Our Colorado Sports Academy High School Football Team crushed the Denver squad last night. We still had strength and conditioning training for the athletes, training sessions with hot tubs, and a film review with the coaches the following Saturday morning. We played two quarterbacks; and I called plays (non-audible) with QB subs freely. We checked off simply on scrimmage with a QB audible if it was obvious the play was stuffed. Specifically, if our halfback was catching the ball in space or the flats to the right, and the defense was heavy with linebackers and safety covering that portion of the field, our QB called a run to the left. It worked perfectly consistently. I made a couple mistakes and did not expect the varying defensive formations the Denver club effectively utilized defensively. Our team and QBs upon walking up to the line of scrimmage knew the play would be called-off if the defense was right where we were attacking. At times, we witnessed a 3-7-1 defense which is tough to block. Historically, I told our team that 5A football teams are so close in talent that one play may decide the game; and I felt in the second quarter our audible and run right was superb – especially the fullback’s block on the linebacker from an audible. The play went for 45 yards when it was 3rd and 4 yards to go. We discussed the use of the West Coast offense – developed by Paul Brown and Bill Walsh of the Cleveland Browns in the early 1970s – leading to the spread offense. The no-huddle offense was perfected by Jim Kelly of Buffalo in the 1990s – disallowing a team to catch their breath, substitute, or properly line-up before the snap. Confusing the defense with both huddles and no-huddle worked well. 

After the game I was dealing with parents, injuries, and fist pumps. Alison Maples DO did walk by the bench and said nice game/Coach. She smiled, said I had my hands full, and headed back to Colorado Springs with her friend. I thanked her for coming. My God, she is cute – wearing a beautiful dress – at a high school football game. The coaches all detected some type of relationship, and they smiled as Dr. Maples walked away. One comment towards me (Coach Tremby) was that she is a good catch. I did not care because we won the game handily (40-19). Now I suspect players, coaches, and everyone else will think Dr. Maples and I are a “thing.” I will just deal; and at present do not care because we won the game. 

Missy Bradford from the Denver newspaper said to me as we were nearing the bus that we would possibly be ranked #1. She mentioned that all the talk around Colorado was about our team and Coach Wilford Tremby. I mentioned that I was happy we won; and that trumps chatter. The coaches mentioned we have come far as a team. Missy suddenly sneered at me with a questioning look. As we parted, she mentioned that this is how you want it…or some sort of degrading comment regarding us. That really caught me off guard; but I understand her feelings and myself not stepping-up. I jumped on the bus and the driver asked if something is wrong? I replied that the reporter is interested in me; but I am not ready yet. The bus driver said there are bumps in all relationships. The reporter is just letting you know how she feels, cares, and is not going down without an expression. I thought that Janae and I really did not have a bumpy relationship; but again, I am now a widower. And maybe Janae and I would have had issues down the road. The playing field now is quite different. Some days I sit and think when the kids are in bed as to how I ended up in North Colorado Springs. I need to get home, tell bedtime stories, have a beer, and think. 

I rushed home after practice today with Josh taking a swipe across his face while just learning Lacrosse at school in a Saturday morning session. He received a cut; and the school nurse at practice said he would need sutures in the Emergency Room. I will call Dr. Maples DO. She informed me to bring him in with her Saturday morning clinic; as she had immense surgical and suturing experience in her training. We placed Josh in a papoose; and then used some Marcaine to numb the face. An hour later, all the cuts were sewn shut with no dressing and just antibiotic cream. Josh felt great and received a sucker. Alison invited me to another ski party Sunday evening; and I accepted. There is no way I was turning her down with her work on my son and her overall niceness – let along startling beauty. The details she would email me later that day. Perhaps I do need to step up; but I am not certain I am ready for a serious relationship. All adult relationships are serious – they are not: “Let’s be friends.” I felt good that Josh was healing and he is now a touch gimpy regarding more Lacrosse. I said we would regroup in a couple weeks; and Josh said he would think about it. 

My early morning run was met by Smitty walking his puppy. We briefly said hi and he invited me over for a beer to watch football that night. I replied that I did not have the time and was going to a ski party with Alison Maples DO. Smitty thought it was serious; and I did not realize that she is thinking family while I am thinking football. Smitty said take it slow because you need to know stuff about her that is not on Facebook. Smitty smiled and then had a depressed look – stating that he was dumped by the in-office romance. He liked her; and the break-up was quick and unexpected. She is still working there and it is uncomfortable. I felt bad for him; but in the grand scheme I was happy because their relationship could have been a façade. We discussed Monday Night Football at my house after the kids were in bed; and he agreed to bring in some special brew from downtown Denver. We enjoy each other’s company. Our kids play endlessly with each other. The neighborhood could not have been better for our kids. Janae would have loved our neighborhood, the sports, skiing, and loved watching our football teams win games. I am still grieving; but I will grieve for life undoubtedly. Off to bed with “The Cat in the Hat.” 

The ski date with Dr. Maples went well. She is certainly serious about a continuing relationship. We had a great time; and most of the socialization mentioned our Colorado Sports Academy High School Football Team. Many of the ski club had been to some of the games; and ski club members were following the team on social media. They seemed to know considerable about my life, previous football team in Chicago, and my former deceased wife, Janae. It seems that the crowd sensed that Alison Maples DO and I are a “thing.” Honestly, I am more about winning football games and caring for my three kids than having a true relationship. My life coach, Sandy Swift, LPN, has hung in there with me and wants me to just go with the flow and my feelings. The gist of the counseling has been that life is unpredictable; and opportunities present themselves unexpectedly. Neither Missy Bradford or Alison Maples may not be around if I blow both away from myself. I am months from Janae’s death; and it usually requires a year or longer for recovery and reestablishment of a relationship with the opposite sex. I am now beyond 6 months and heading towards a year. I like both these girls equally; and I need to be honest with one or both. Besides, my English/literature class, football team, and kids are plenty on my plate. Janae’s parent’s, Sherry and Herb Tompkins, are never without intimations regarding Denver’s Greenfield Village debutantes. I will admit that Alison was cool regarding my situation; and understandably giving me some room. We smooched at the end of the night; but there was nothing more. 

My English class has been all consuming. Understandably, I received a couple administrative parental and student complaints regarding teaching basic English. There were concerns of why we needed to learn the basic four types of adjectives (possessive, interrogative, demonstrative, and compound). There are subtypes; but I wanted our class to be able to know, write, and relate in superb English the basic forms of adjectives. Simply, an adjective modifies a noun or pronoun. The second half of the year we will focus on great readings, writings, and essentially conduct a college course in English literature. I want our students to want to be in our class, reading 2 hours per evening, and writing great prose. This is more important than football. I spoke to the students and parents; and I thoroughly explained that my class may appear overboard – but they will realize in a business/medical/family writing years later that our class allowed them to be precise and articulate with words. Both students stayed; and are reading and writing well. I am trying to obtain college credit for the work in our class. The school administration is working on this aspect of our high school curriculum. There are some hurdles that must be overcome; but, perhaps by the end of the year my students will have a 4-credit college English course attached to their resume. 

Josh has a birthday party after school this week, Jake has a pre-school field trip, and Jaiden has a doctor appointment. I will be busy; but it is doable. Time for “Goodnight Moon.” 

The week is flying by with preparation for a supposedly weak Denver football team. We are favored by 21 points; but I feel the game will be close. Our players are tired, overworked at school, and it has been a long season. We are now ranked #1; and everyone is attacking Colorado Sports Academy High School with ferociousness. I fear the worst if we fall behind. I have implemented a jet sweep with both quarterbacks on the field – a play we will call 4-6 times in the game. Our defense will be blitzing on unpredictable downs, and I will play my entire bench since I perceive team fatigue. We have talked about the subject after practice; and most of the team is worried about blowing the season. I have emphasized the season has already been a success, Colorado Sports Academy High School will be in the playoffs, and the coaches and fans could not ask for anything more. Where we end up against tough Denver teams in the playoffs will be determined by our conditioning, focus, and athletic ability on the field. Turnovers will be a key; and I will be emphasizing ball control all week and into the playoffs. Catching a pass modernly is not just handling the ball; it is a squeeze and secure possession into the body with both hands. We should not worry about “going to the house” or a TD. The main fundamental is ball security – especially in a crowded environment with ball strippers. Our running game, handoffs, and pitches must be precise and in-rhythm. Failure to concentrate on the immediacy will lead to turnovers – which decide games. 

My doctor’s appointment with Jaiden was somewhat disturbing. She heard a heart murmur that had not been present prior. Dr. Maples felt that the murmur was innocent; but an echocardiogram or ultrasound of the heart was ordered at Children’s Hospital. Jaiden is not symptomatic regarding the heart murmur; but Dr. Maples is being precautious. Walking out of the clinic door I received all the staff staring at myself – as if I am ready to propose. Obviously, the staff knew there was a ski date and perhaps more. I was dumbfounded by the attention; but far more concerned regarding Jaiden’s heart murmur. Upon arrival at home, I ran into Smitty jogging by our house and waved. He jogged over to me and asked if I had read any local social media posts. I replied negatively; and he pulled out his Iphone and revealed to me pictures from the ski party. This picture and the content below imply that Dr. Maples and I are now a real “thing” or couple. I felt that this was impossible to avoid. 

I am not a celebrity in my mind. I went into the house and received a call from Sherry Tompkins (Janae’s parents). Sherry saw the social media posts which are now in Denver’s milieu. Sherry said she was happy that I was dating; but I needed to check-out Dr. Maples previous history. Sherry Tompkins would not elaborate; but I have never been one to invade someone’s privacy. And much of what is social media stated is false. I will accept Alison Maples for what she is and presents to myself. Then again, I need to know stuff; and do not want to get involved with someone who may be dangerous. Perhaps, I will just ask Dr. Maples to level with me. I would like to trash this social media stuff; but it will only get worse with time. I need to deal effectively with social media (good or bad). Off to bed because the kids are asleep. Goodnight Moon is lying next to them – they love that book. 

I am relaxing tonight after the kids are down. Colorado Sports Academy High School has remained undefeated; and has one last opponent before entering the playoffs as the #1 seed. There is a conventional and social media buzz about the area concerning the team. I have tried to keep our team in a controlled relaxed but ready state. Our first game will be the lowest seed to make the playoffs; and then we will begin to hit the more difficult Denver teams which are more athletic, stronger, and faster than our team. The only possible method to win these playoff games against big city teams is to outcoach the opposition. I am certain they have reviewed our plays, gimmicks, deceptions, and audibles on offense and defense. Analyzing all games; with >90% confidence the turnover battle wins the game – all other statistics being equal. I have thought about going back to summer basics regarding ball security and throwing the ball into the stands when there is no clear pass route that is open. Our quarterbacks can be lured into throwing across zones with quick safeties and linebackers. One mistake on a slant route can be met with a pick – 6 and game over. Yet again, I do not want our QBs and team to be timid. There is a balance. I do not mind winning ugly; and that is what we will probably need to accomplish with any playoff game. I am treating this weekend’s final game as it if is a playoff game. 

Josh has a birthday party Saturday afternoon which I will attend; and the back-up nanny will be here most of the afternoon. Our kids will then attend with me a neighborhood block party – possibly inside depending on the weather. We will have our usual coach’s meeting Saturday morning while our elective sessions for the players with the players is conducted. We will have massage therapists, hot tubs, and stretching exercises for all of them. Many kids have chores, jobs, and homework that needs attention. I have instructed them that family, religion, and school have priority; and then the football team. We have experienced nearly 100% attendance at our Saturday morning decompression sessions. I am looking forward to the off-football season. The social media is buzzing about this team. Reporters and others have reviewed my Chicago connections; and thankfully, there is nothing negative being said…until I lose a game or worse yet- get blown out! I want our team to succeed in all ways; as the season has already been a success. 

Missy Bradford called late and wanted to run an article about our team and me. I said I would with the caveat that most of the article would be about the football team. I wanted her to discuss the academics and social platforms at Colorado Sports Academy High School. She was very congenial and I could discern that she wanted a get-together of some sort – I guess you could call that a date. She would interview me on Sunday early afternoon after mass at St. Francis. She then asked if she could attend mass with our family. I did not know what to say; but then I said certainly you may. She was so wonderful over the phone that I invited her to the neighborhood block party with families. I know broken- hearted Smitty would be there. I do not know if I did the right thing; but I will find out. I am exhausted – off to sleep. 

The football game last evening was terrific for the fans. Our win secured our top playoff spot. There was rain and mist. Our team stayed on the ground relentlessly. We were able to score and make our winning extra point kick through the horrific weather. Previously, on the Denver squad, one of our assistant coach’s noted a weakness in warmup drills in the middle of their line during kicks. There was a gap between the guard and center. Thus, we instructed our special teams to forge a wedge (even brief) between the left guard and center (weak side of the ball). Our linebacker from the outside would shoot the gap and attempt a block. It worked beautifully; and our team won on that very play early in the 4th quarter (17-16). We managed to grind out a few first downs after a jet sweep touchdown to our weak side with great blocking to secure the game. We had scored the go-ahead TD shortly after their score in the mid-4th quarter. I was impressed with our stamina and fortitude though it was an unranked team. I felt the opposition was quite good and underrated playing high school football at a 500 pace. The ride home from Denver was delightful. Colorado Sports Academy High School Football is my mission; and I am beginning to love Colorado. 

Sherry and Herb Tompkins invited me to another Sunday afternoon social at their house next Sunday where I will undoubtedly meet some eligible debutantes from Greenwood Village in Denver. I have understood that this will never end until I am remarried; as Sherry and Herb feel I need to have a wife and mom for the kids. I get all this; but it is tiring and difficult to say no to them. This will be the day after our first playoff game on a Saturday afternoon in November. I will comply, behave, and be a good son-in-law. The Tompkins already are aware of my interactions with Missy Bradford and Dr. Maples. I will need a weekend Nanny for that escapade unless I bring the kids – but as I understand the social to be…it is all adults. I would rather Janae’s family be involved than not involved. 

Now I am thinking about my English/literature class. My lesson plan for my English class this month is a summation of the readings of many early philosophers. In ancient times, as we do now, there were many arguments about the earth, God, rational thought, human traits, and our existence. I want our students to think about many of these concepts and understand these thoughts began in writings from ancient Greece and Rome. These thoughts and mind patterns are questioning many aspects of society modernly with tangential issues of family structure, wars, education, and religion. The students want to learn; and studying some of the masters who have written well is a form of knowledge they would perhaps never obtain in college. 

Occasionally, I receive a complaint regarding cursive; but I inform students and parents that our class is optional and apparently not for everyone. Students will learn English, literature, phonics, writing, and speech – all necessary Western Civilization traits that affect social interaction, work, and family life. The kids need a tuck-in; and are demanding Goodnight Moon again. They are talkative tonight; and like myself are beginning to love Colorado. 

Our Colorado Sports Academy High School team breezed through the last regular season game and are now preparing for a showdown with a dangerous Denver team. We have them on our home turf; but I do not feel we can relax. This Denver team won a tie-breaker with another team based on an overtime win to enter the Colorado High School Football Playoffs – anything can happen. The game is in a day and a half; and frankly I am a touch nervous. The newspapers have been hounding our players and coaches. I have instructions to be neutral, humble, and respectful. And, being mindful of not giving away insider tips such as our jet sweep, flea flicker, or misdirect plays. Our bootleg QB play to the right or left is effective; but must be called in the correct sequence of plays (when the opposition least expects the play). We have had good communication between the players and bench when we call the play. Generally, I will call it as a RPO (run/pass option) when there is no outside linebacker playing where he should be. Our QBs call off the play or timeout if it is not there (such as a safety or corner blitz or with 8 or 9 in the defensive box). There are some variables because our QBs are track stars; and if we give them a chance to break through the initial wave of defense, they could take it to the house. Considerable success comes from coaching and making the correct play calls and adjustments. 

Josh had another ski invite next weekend. This will be tough if we continue to win. The trip is to Keystone Resort; and I am making the trip on Sunday morning. We will try to fit in mass Saturday night after the afternoon playoff football game. Josh is doing well in school; so, our entire family will ascend to the mountains – barring some other factor coming into play. I also have the Sherry and Herb Tompkins party in Greenwood Village the same afternoon. I informed them that we would make it with our kids; as I am dropping the two younger kids (Jake and Jaiden) off on our way skiing. The Tompkins are just glad we are making the party; and it was not a big deal that they are also babysitting while holding a late Sunday afternoon gathering amongst friends. I know there will be eligible debutantes waiting for the right guy to fall into their laps (me). I have spoken to my life coach who has instructed me to go with any relationship that “feels” right. I am not certain what that means; but Sandy, my life coach nurse practitioner, says you will know it when it happens. 

I received an urgent call from Smitty down the block. He needs some relationship advice and is bringing up a couple of beers. I am not an expert in relationships; and I have relayed that to him. He does not knock on the door; but just enters (small-town stuff). We sit down and share a couple beers. Smitty is being sued by the female employee with whom he had a crush and it was a brief fling. She is claiming workplace harassment with sexual and emotional abuse with gender discrimination. The fellow co-worker claims that Smitty lured her into a relationship and improperly took advantage of the situation through a romantic relationship. Now she claims PTSTD, drinking heavily to deal with stress, psychiatric visits, and wanting to quit her job with lifelong benefits. Smitty is certain that she has been diagnosed with bi-polar psychosis and depression. Her medical records are frozen; and so is Smitty’s case if he cannot find a defense. I could only say it could be worse (marriage). His hired attorney is now requesting the court to release her medical records to determine if this is a pattern or part of her disease. Smitty swears he did not do anything aggressive in or out of work with this employee. I am learning about life through Smitty. Good night. 

We won the game handily at home with a superb first half – Colorado Sports Academy High School’s first playoff win in football. The game was decided on turnovers early. We converted a pick and a fumble into touchdown; and then drove the ball into a successful field goal (leading 17-0) at the half. The opposition fought hard the 2nd half; but we made another TD on a planned bootleg by our quarterback. We won going away (31-12). The newspapers and reporter Missy Bradford treated us well in the Denver newspapers. Alison Maples DO, our kids’ pediatrician, was at the game. I said hello to both separately; but both gals know there is something going on besides a relationship with just me – if you can even term our get togethers as a relationship. They know I am busy; and will probably put the plunge into me when football is finished. The school has asked me to be the assistant basketball coach. I am pondering that pending just getting football completed. My English/Literature course is also very busy; and with kids, it is tough to find the time. 

The mass on Saturday night was eventful because I did see Dr. Alison Maples on the other side of the church. I said hello as we walked to the cars; and she praised our team immensely. She mentioned that she was a cheerleader and our cheer team was fabulous with a great crowd. We smiled and left staring at one another. I feel I blew it; but I could not ask her for a rendezvous with my kids present. We must prepare for the ski trip tomorrow morning. I am confused about women as any man will attest. Upon arriving home, Missy Bradford from the Denver sports team as a reporter wanted some more information regarding our next opponent. I informed her that Monday we would be reviewing film and game planning. Missy then began to talk about skiing, Denver parties, and perhaps we need to join forces. I was not ready for any of this; but appreciated her feelings. I just blew another opportunity. I slept on the football game, potential relationships, and the fun ski party at Keystone tomorrow morning. We are leaving at 0530 and the car is packed. 

We dropped the younger kids off at 0630 while eating breakfast on the way to skiing (a Colorado thing); and then drove to Keystone. We were the first family on the Gondola; and Josh was so excited. We are making a couple runs and then joining our group for a group ski and then a party at noon atop Dercum Mountain at the Summit House – next to the Gondola. The skiing was fabulous as it snowed most of the day. One of the families had a divorced Mom who tried to kind of “hit” on me. I have enough issues; and I did not like her aggressiveness. Apparently, I must become experienced at dealing with these situations. I still long for my deceased wife, Janae; and highly question our Catholic faith in allowing her to die so early from such a terrible disease. I will probably question our entire existence the rest of my life. Our faith states we do not understand earth happenings well; and I certainly do not. We are on the road to Denver!