From this point forward ANY SCHEDULE change will be reflected in the website scheduler. I will not update the spreadsheet anymore and you should disregard it.
Using the TEAM tab above, you can search for individual team schedules or facility schedules for any given date. This area will also show the results of games played on an ongoing basis.
* How to Report Game Results *
The winning team is responsible for reporting the game result. Please send the result in no later than the end of Monday following the game. Better still, with today's technology at your disposal, send it in immediately after your game! We will update the website and the comparative scores will be available for all to see.
Send an email to:
Include the date, grade, division, the teams and score. An example is this: Nov 7th, 8A, North 39 East 37
The WYBL is a league that supports community-based teams. It is required that each player reside in your school district or currently open enroll into your school district. Let me be clear on this: no teams shall be comprised on multi-district players.Players should be assigned to teams within their grade level (or play "up") and not according to age.
As is always the case, please contact me at any time with questions and/or suggestions. The aim is to continue to improve to make the WYBL the best youth boys basketball league in the State. For Information Concerning the League please Contact Lee Clement. The email address is Leeclement1@yahoo.comLeeclement1@yahoo.comLeeclement1@yahoo.com. Phone number is 414 839-6800
With the holiday’s here and the WYBL on break, I was entertaining thoughts of possibly spending the holiday’s in any climate that will be above 70 degrees. Those hopes, dear readers, were soon dashed by my youngest kid relaying an important message from She-who-must-be-obeyed who serves as judge and jury on virtually all family matters. Before compiling with this defacto subpoena, I inquired with my young Paul Revere on what type of mood his mother seemed to be in.
“Don’t know, she’s just in the sunroom waiting for you”, he replied.
I peeked around the corner into the sunroom and observed Mrs. Coach, surrounded by lists (she does like her lists). In what I gather was the Nice List pile was a list of her remaining Xmas cards to be sent out, a list of last minute gifts still to be purchased, a grocery list so long that it may require additional household storage, and a list of items to donate to charity. While I will admit to seeing one list off to the side and not comingled with the Nice Lists, it did not yet register with me that I was looking at the sole sheet of the Naughty List pile (even though I could prominently see my name on the masthead).
Greeting me warmly, she never allowed me to present my vacation plan before picking up the Naughty list and handing it to me. It was a custom-made honey-do list that must be completed before the Xmas school break. “Huh? Um, in the next few days? (visions of palm trees and warm breezes were rapidly fading from my mind).
“Earth to Lee, the calendar says December 19 and my whole family comes to town on Wednesday (12/23). We’re going to have over 16 people in this house for several days. You’re quite capable of finishing all the household repairs that you’ve conveniently neglected in the past six months. I even helped by buying a quart size can of paint to do the touch up work on the interior trim.”
My Naughty list included items such as fixing the shower faucet in the upstairs bathroom, repairing the holes in the drywall in the basement, new ceiling tiles on the basement drop ceiling, fixing the track on the boys closet doors, painting, snaking the downstairs bathroom toilet, and other sundry tasks. “Um, I know it’s probably too late, but I was hoping we could go somewhere warm and I was looking at some last minute travel deals and……………”.
I was silenced by a wave of her hand. “You can’t be serious. Wasn’t the time to talk vacation before I invited the complete family? Didn’t it ever register that maybe those holiday cards from other families decorating our entryway signaled that Christmas is near?” She had me on that one (my lack of household observation aside, I did notice the weather had turned colder and since it was basketball season, I knew Christmas had to be somewhat close at hand).
So, it shall be noted, I dutifully came home from work each night to don my Bob-The-Builder persona and spackle, sand, and paint my way from Naughty to Nice. I crossed off so many from the list that once again, I allowed myself to dream of another warm weather excursion, perhaps a return visit to the Brewers Fantasy Camp or a golf trip to Scottsdale that the club is putting together for February. Well, in all honesty, it had progressed beyond the dream stage, as I brought home the golf trip flyer and mistakenly left it on the nightstand near the marital bed. Big mistake.
While putting the finishing touches on the repaired towel bar in our master bathroom, I, all giddy and proud of turning my Naughty list into a list of accomplishments, was confronted with a smiling Mrs. Coach clutching that darn golf trip flyer. “I think you have one more task. Just look into the mirror and you’ll see”.
Mrs. Coach thinks my side of the mirror in our bathroom is defective and needs to be replaced. “Why?" I asked.
“See how my side shows an objective, middle-aged woman who tends to put others’ needs ahead of one’s own? I may be wrong here, but the reflection on your side is distorting your views and causing some delusional thoughts” (she’s nothing if not straight-forward when it comes to the truth). She noted it was playing tricks on me as I looked into that mirror.
She continued, “The holiday’s are a time for family and friends. Relax, enjoy the time we all have together and when the holiday’s are over, we can talk about a winter escape or a spring break trip. Don’t be in a hurry to rush things.”
So, on my list for 2016 is more patience and understanding. Quite frankly, it’s a good nice addition to everyone’s list.
It is amazing that people who think we cannot afford to pay for doctors, hospitals, and medication somehow think that we can afford to pay for doctors, hospitals, medication and a government bureaucracy to administer it.