Friday, August 22, 2008

Relief Is On the Way

I have never been a big baseball fan. But I am intrigued about the whole matter of the relief pitcher. I like it. It excites me. It turns me on.

Think about it: You are a little known entity of the team. You may actually play less than a punter for the Indianapolis Colts. But you relieve the star of the team. He can pitch 8 incredible innings. But more times than not you will be called to the mound to finish up what he has begun. How cool is that?

Now what is really cool is this is your job! People like you for it. They respect you for it. They cheer you for it. They pay you for it. No one ever says "You are not as good as the starter!" No one ever implies that you are less than he is though you may only throw 9 or 10 pitches to his 60 or 70. Your job is to get the job done. Pretty cool.

Your team and your fans see you as a very vital and important member: You relieve. You come in off the bench. A huddle of coaches, the catcher, the star you are relieving, and a host of infielders meet you on the mound. There is almost ritual and pageantry to the passing of the ball: The coach takes the ball from the starter and drops it in your glove. He jogs from the field to an ovation. Then you finish the game. I think that is pretty cool.

Know what else is pretty cool? No one really dogs the starting pitcher for not being able to finish what he has begun. There is a foregone understanding that baseball is a teamsport and the teammates look to each other to do what one person is not able to do. No one bats a 1,000. Not everyone hits a homerun. Few pitchers ever finish a game. No infielder goes a season without an error. People back each other up in baseball.

What would that look like in our everyday lives? What would it look like if we were daily backing each other up? What would it look like if we were all coming in relief of the person who goes before us. Can you see yourself not thinking your reliever is less than you are --and not thinking your starter is unable to get the job done?

You are part of a magical, miraculous team -- a husband and a wife; a mother and a father; parents and children; a family; friends together; a church congregation; two associate pastors; teachers on the same staff; a medical team; a team of electricians wiring a house. The Bible says, "God is making everything new." You are new! It also says, "Two are better than one." Your best work together is always better than anyone's work alone.

Here is a mountain man challenge: Relieve someone today. Pick up the ball. Cheer the person before you. Cheer the person after you. Say something good. Say something deep. say something healthy. Try not to be trite or superficial; try to be very significant. But honestly? Better to be tritue and superficial than to join the ranks of people who are sincerely cold, aloof, distant and critical...don't you think?

You are a superstar and I love partnering with you. I love the truth that when we put our coffee down you are out there putting others at ease and in a very good place. You shine light where there is none. You make a difference. You help someone to the top of a mountain.

I love you. Time to rope up and hit the trail! Jeff

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

love your blogspot. I am sure glad I found it. It's an awesome thougtht to think about the positive changes life would bring if everyone accepted the challenge to bring some light into one person's world every day. A kind word. A favor. Going out of the way to make things a bit easier for them. One comment to make them feel better about themselves. What if we all took 30 days to create a habit of thinking of others rather than ourselves. The challenge is on Mountain Man....You keep writing. I'll keep reading.

See you on level ground.
Valley Girl

Jeff on the mountains said...

Wow!!! I like the valley girl...and the challenge!! You know, much as I love the mountains, I also like the cool and soothing breeze of a valley, too...and the people who walk in each...you have brightened my day and inspired me to climb for my aspirations! thank you!!

weez said...

Growing up, I hated baseball. It made me so mad when I came home from school to watch "The Brady Bunch," only to find the Atlanta Braves on TV instead. However, since marrying my husband--a sports junkie, to say the least-- I've become a HUGE baseball fan. So much so, he says he's created a monster because I get so involved with the game...and I ask a LOT of questions--sometimes at the most inopportune times. (Thank goodness for TIVO!)

I was excited to see this post because this very topic has come up in conversation in the past. You see, I don't see the need for relievers. I think they're wimps. No one trains to be a reliever in high school or college. I don't even think they have relievers in high school or college. Pitchers train to be starting pitchers--to pitch an entire nine innings. I don't understand why the relievers can't pitch an entire game--why their arms can't handle it. Their arm apparently handled it in high school or college! My husband tells me they're relievers because they excel at one or two styles of pitches. I tell him they should be able to excel at all different kinds of pitches. That is, after all, why they're pitchers, right?

Now, after reading your post, I'm beginning to doubt myself. Maybe I should look at this a different way. Maybe, like you said, it's the starting pitchers that just need a relief every now and then.

Maybe my husband and I should do a better job of RELIEVING each other, instead of each expecting the other to be a starting pitcher...all the time. I'm the kind of person who thinks I can do everything--perfectly--all the time. I don't ever think I need a reliever. I'm VERY Type-A. My husband is definitely not, and it's very hard for me to understand that. But your comments today helped me put that into perspective, and I really appreciate that. It's what I needed to hear today. It's something to work on...

Jeff on the mountains said...

Weez, what an honest reply. And you know what? You releived me today! You helped me to see, baseball or no, that we all can benefit from a different point of view...a little refreshment...a kind word or dialogue...you have really, really helped me today. I am a wimp sometimes, and it is nice to know that you are there to back me up! Blessings to you and yours!!