Lewis developed priorities for his kids: "God, family, work, play." He promised himself he would never push his kid into sports, and he would teach them to pursue school with the same aggressiveness with which they play sports.
"I wasn't going to be that parent, who lived their lives for what they didn't reach when they were young," Lewis says. "They have a better chance than I did. If I had a father in the sport, I might have gone farther. But I didn't have that guidance."
The Riverside Hawks do their thing in a March game.
As the game ends, Riverside has won, holding the Gauchos to a handful of points in the second half. The players shake hands. The coaches cluster with the players. They separate, and everyone ambles out to their cars, where, more than likely, more discussion of the game will commence.
The games are like sandcastles, built and dismantled in an hour or so, and then everyone vanishes. Lewis and his son go to the car. They have another game later that day.