horseback riding: another athletic event |
Petunia at volleyball match. If the coach had been more experienced this team would have won state. |
Eglantine: runner extraordinaire |
Orville with cronies at the state soccer championship- they won |
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This post is getting too long to mention my nieces and nephews who have been star basketball and volleyball players, some receiving impressive scholarships.
But these aren't the first athletes in the family. My Dad played on the last Helena High School team that won the state football championship. Despite being extremely nearsighted and having no glasses, Dad had a heck of a shot in basketball. How he developed his shot without being able to see the basket clearly still puzzles me.
Sid Robertson - football and basketball player and sports fan |
The first athlete of the tribe that we know about was O.D. Robertson. Believe it or not, foot races were an athletic competition that often took place in Montana during the early days. And O.D. was a good sprinter. Family lore has it that he practiced with weights on his feet.
Early Montanans not only watched sprinting competitions, they bet on them. According the Dad, a big name sprinter came from out of town for one competition. The sprinter and his backers were none too pleased when my grandfather walked off with first place honors.
O.D. Robertson, the first sprinter we know of in the family. |
When competitors were scarce, my grandfather faced off with horses. They would pit a horse against a sprinter for 200 yards. According to grandpa, this was kind of silly because a sprinter could always beat a horse for a two hundred yard race. It took the horse that long to approach a fast speed. But if people wanted to part with their money so willingly, my grandfather would bet with them.
Since rodeo is a sport, it make sense to mention that O.D. was a top roper. This was skill he honed punching cows in the Judith Basin. Dad recalled O.D. once approaching the barn with a fractious horse. The barn door was shut. Keeping his hand on the bridle O.A. threw a lariat to the wood door fastener and opened the door, leading the horse inside.
It's fun to see talents passed down through the generations.
4 comments:
It makes me happy to think of my great-grandfather having a race! It is so fun to run! I have realized that I absolutely love to play tag with my boys because I can see them run with all their effort! I bet that is hereditary too cuz I remember watching all sorts of sporting events with grandpa and he loved it!
Lots of athlete's in our family! It's nice to see that back in the day they had time to take off to enjoy sports!
I read this post to my kids. Sports are so fun and definitely add pizzazz to life. I think Quinn, Daphne, and Rebecca have inherited some of the Robertson speed. Nick's always impressed and their opponents are terrified when our kids turn to their Robertson speed gear.
I'm glad we have always had something to enjoy with different sports. I've loved them and I've loved cheering on everyone, too. We really do have a lot of talent and have made some great memories.
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