Coach Flip Naumburg's Journal

Saturday, June 17, 2006

SMOKING MORE AND ENJOYING IT LESS? Come up, come all the way up to COOL (IT)

Things were amiss with me there for a bit. I was inserting stress into daily situations that required no stressing whatsoever. I spent most of the past week or two showing plenty of my worst features and or disqualities to a variety of people that were unfortunate enough to ‘just be there’. I fear the carnage is not quite done yet either.

I did have a click of change last night, though, and now I know where to go. That self-improvement thing just never seems to get very close to being done for me.

BEATEN TO A PULP

The week past didn't start that well. For some stupid reason and among other important things going on, I decided to take down a bunch of dead or dying trees that I have on site here at the Ponderosa, and I guess for some reason it had to be this week. I would not pay the estimated three to $4000 to do this job professionally. No, we don’t need no stinking tree removal pros. Rather, I, the Renaissance man from his own little '70's show, enlisted 4 of CSU’s finest I don’t know whats (my lax boys) and we went after bringing down much of the firetrap of standing dead or dying wood. I was the ‘ramrod’, so we were already in trouble there. I didn’t want to work that hard in the heat, and no one else present had a clue about what chainsaws do.

Within minutes I was bleeding, maybe only a little, but bleeding none the less. Those who know me would expect nothing less.

This whole project was a bad timing idea on my part with the famous and infamous VAIL coming up next week as it is. My focus should be all on that, but NOOH, I have to be Paul freaking Bunyon in my spare time. Anyway, most of the small wood went down alright, but two big trees I planned on moving out refused to be felled (at least by me). Even with two chain saws working hard at it, once we scratched below bark level on the first large tree, it would have none of it. He even fought by throwing sparks back and they bite. That is one tough tree. Who was attacking whom here? It (tree) threw Birdy’s chain from his saw, but fortunately no one was maimed.

I gave in to this mighty pine, and yes I did feel defeated, and I see him standing firmly there, maybe with a few less branches now, and at least half dead, but surely he is mocking me every time as I am driving home.

THE THRILL WAS GONE

The happy arrival of the fourth Colorado State University Lacrosse championship last month likely led to a post-partem let down after it was all over. How could it not?

The thrill of that particular year-long championship chase was something that stimulated me in a special and particular personal way that I will never forget.

All of a sudden two weeks ago I no longer had either one of these thrill rides to, well, ride. My rivers ran immediately amuck. I went into some kind of (hopefully) brief psychological tailspin. Then, of course, in my case I must remember that the emotions are quick to wag the psychological turn of my tail. The so-called bottom line is that in the mirror my image of myself hasn’t been exactly ‘cute-as-a-puppy’ lately.

FAMILY TREE – or, Accuracy, Dependability, Durability, Consistency…….

At any rate something was bothering me that wasn’t on my main brain screen even though it was right in front of my face, it was the old "if it were a snake it would have…."

I finally 'snapped' last night. I figured it out. My Rock-it Pocket (business) family was not functioning well. That was the main "it". The family tree of my business was not gaining growth rings to match its actual growth. It had become so busy and successful around here that the ‘team’ began to dysfunction a little bit, whatever that means. I cannot have that, because it likely means bad leadership. How can I preach family and teamwork in one kind of forest I frequent and not the other?

So, I got after the fixing of the Rock-it Pocket family this morning, and a big part of that is what I am yet to do, there can be no mistake about that. On Monday there is more. I have more family business to take care of.

I CAN SEE HOW THEY MAKE ENTIRE TV SHOWS OUT OF "A DAY AT THE BODY SHOP" OR WHATEVER

It definitely gets interesting when a business grows from one or two employees to way more than a handful like we have. I like it, but I can not neglect the mathematical changes that also take place in the 'personal' personnel part of the work place.

Some day they will be able to combine "Bad Boys" and "American Idol", and then there will only need to be one TV show. Is Richard Dawson still available?

My children love the television show, the "Power Rangers". My wife and myself hate it. I think it makes lots of dollars and absolutely no sense. It makes Godzilla Attacks Tokyo look like a documentary. It so holds their focus, however. What is a parent to do? I digress, but it is mid-June after all.

RAM CAMP

Good news for the middle of June is that our Ram Camp set for next month has already topped the registration number of 100. This guarantees that this will be the biggest one yet. In this time of very competitive camps (Powell, Nike, and on and on) these important numbers are music to our program's ears.

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