“I don’t care.”
I guarantee some people won’t understand this and some will say, “You’re wrong!” But here it is. This is part of my growth as an athlete.
I’m just as dang around as any young athlete. I will defend the error. I would be disappointed by what I consider to be a refereeing error. I’m going to blame my coach. I would play scorekeeper in my head when my teammates made mistakes. When the game is over, I will think more about all the mistakes other people made except my own.
These moments of weakness will turn one journey into two. Turn a bad inning into a bad game. Turn a bad game into a month-long slump. And making the season seem more like a roller coaster than steady progress.
Looking back, I had to live through these moments. They are absolutely necessary to achieve the goals I will eventually achieve. I have to fall many times but get up more often. But when I finally came to my senses and stopped being a weak competitor and teammate, everything changed.
I finally got to the point of “it doesn’t matter!” “I don’t care!” “So what!”
I hit a ground ball, so let’s get the next guy to hit a ground ball. His teammate made a mistake, so what, let’s find the next person. The ref misses the pitch call, oh well, let’s take the next pitch.
For me, I became a better competitor when I stopped caring. I know it sounds strange and wrong, but that’s the best way I can explain it, at this point I don’t care how we get it to perform on the next pitch. That is my job.