A Not-So-Cavalier Attitude

Kyle (black helmet) going to work at Cabrini University’s Prospect Camp.

This has been a very hectic week. Kyle’s summer lacrosse team spent last weekend at the Victory Summer Slam Tournament, then Wednesday and Thursday at Adrenaline’s Summer Invitational Tournament. Nine total games in four days, plus lacrosse practice on Monday.

A few days ago, Kyle also received an invitation to a prospect camp at Cabrini University. Cabrini is a local Division III school, and their lacrosse program is ridiculously good. It was an opportunity Kyle definitely wanted to attend.

The camp was yesterday, from 8am-2pm. It included position-specific training, college drills, a showcase scrimmage, lunch, and a tour of the university. The facilities were amazing – Kyle got a kick out of getting dressed in the fantastic locker room – and the competition was intense.

Kyle received two long sessions of faceoff work, and did very well for himself. He added an assist in the scrimmage, a few good shots, and enjoyed the distinction of getting a lacrosse shaft broken over his upper arm. It was a check gone awry, and the blood on his sleeve should come out. We think.

It was a nice experience with a top-notch college program. I don’t know if we’ll hear back from Cabrini, but he learned a lot today. And, since his club team isn’t practicing next week for the holiday, I can rest and keep some mileage off the car. I am starting to think lacrosse parents are like beauty pageant parents.

P.S. – It’s been a good week for colleges. He received looks from Cabrini, Johnson & Wales University – Denver, San Diego State, and the University of Dallas.

Weighing His Prosepcts

A few weeks ago, Kyle received an invitation to Chestnut Hill College’s Game Ready Prospect Camp. CHC is good school on the outskirts of Philadelphia, and they have a fairly successful Division II lacrosse program. Naturally, Kyle wanted to attend.

Kyle, like his father, is not a morning person. We needed to be at the campus by 8:30am, so we all woke up at 6:30. Kyle was sleepy during the ride, and despite it was cold and windy, his play early on told me what I needed to know: he wasn’t awake yet.

He lost all but one of his faceoffs in the first scrimmage – a rarity – dropped a few balls he normally would be money on, and was slower than he usually runs.

At around noon, the athletes – about thirty-six off them – went inside for weight training, lunch, and to watch film of the early session. During the second half of the day, the Kyle I know returned. He won three faceoffs in a row, his passes were pinpoint, he was using his body to move people off the ball, and he had an amazing jumping catch, which he turned into a 60-yard run upfield toward the goal.

After the camp, I asked Kyle two questions: 1. Did you have fun?, and 2. Did you learn anything? The answers to both questions were an enthusiastic yes. After a few minutes asking where this magic was in the morning, Kyle laid back in the seat, and rested during the drive home.

I’m not sure if Chestnut Hill will be interested in Kyle, but the experience was well worth it.