Post by trojanbrutha on Jun 12, 2015 11:32:31 GMT -6
Logan Pierce: Honesty, Integrity, Intuition, Love... That's my dad
Logan Pierce
As I try to capture my thoughts about my dad, I am reminded of so many ways he has influenced not only my life, but the lives of many others as well. My dad, who just completed his last year of coaching at Troy University, has had arguably the most successful career in collegiate baseball when it's all said and done. He has been inducted into the Alabama Baseball Coaches Association Hall of Fame, won numerous championships, set countless records, and developed several All-Americans. All the accolades aside, I would like to tell you why he is, was, and always will be the best father and coach I will ever know.
Honesty. The year was 2008, and I was going into my senior year of high school at Charles Henderson. We worked and worked and worked some more. Coach Brad Phillips, now the pitching coach at Troy, made me hate running. I dreaded going to fall and winter workouts every day, but I knew in my heart he was making me better. Still, my best at that time wasn't quite worthy of a Division I scholarship. Dad and I sat down one day to discuss my future, and I remember him telling me, "Logan, I'm going to be honest with you. Starting in the 2009 season, the NCAA will minimize the roster to 35 players (at that time Troy carried around 50), and I don't think it is in your best interest to come to Troy out of high school. But, if you do what you're supposed to and put up solid numbers, then we can talk about bringing you here after a year." My heart sank. So many questions were entering my mind, but I couldn't speak. What? I'm not good enough? That's what you're telling me? Finally I said, "Well, okay, what do you suggest I do?" I mean, heck, I thought my future was pretty set until this atom bomb was dropped on me. Dad suggested junior college. I decided that Shelton State was the place for me. I knew both coaches because they had coached with Dad in the past, I felt comfortable they were going to treat me right, and of course, being in Tuscaloosa didn't hurt. I can't lie – I set myself back by showing up out of shape and not ready to prove that I deserved to be an everyday player at the junior college level, much less a Division I caliber player. Off the field, I struggled and made some mistakes. On the field, after much humbling and ego-checking (thanks to Coach Bobby Sprowl), I earned about 100 at-bats that year and put up solid numbers on an Alabama JUCO State Championship team that played for the JUCO National Championship. (Full Article)
Logan Pierce
As I try to capture my thoughts about my dad, I am reminded of so many ways he has influenced not only my life, but the lives of many others as well. My dad, who just completed his last year of coaching at Troy University, has had arguably the most successful career in collegiate baseball when it's all said and done. He has been inducted into the Alabama Baseball Coaches Association Hall of Fame, won numerous championships, set countless records, and developed several All-Americans. All the accolades aside, I would like to tell you why he is, was, and always will be the best father and coach I will ever know.
Honesty. The year was 2008, and I was going into my senior year of high school at Charles Henderson. We worked and worked and worked some more. Coach Brad Phillips, now the pitching coach at Troy, made me hate running. I dreaded going to fall and winter workouts every day, but I knew in my heart he was making me better. Still, my best at that time wasn't quite worthy of a Division I scholarship. Dad and I sat down one day to discuss my future, and I remember him telling me, "Logan, I'm going to be honest with you. Starting in the 2009 season, the NCAA will minimize the roster to 35 players (at that time Troy carried around 50), and I don't think it is in your best interest to come to Troy out of high school. But, if you do what you're supposed to and put up solid numbers, then we can talk about bringing you here after a year." My heart sank. So many questions were entering my mind, but I couldn't speak. What? I'm not good enough? That's what you're telling me? Finally I said, "Well, okay, what do you suggest I do?" I mean, heck, I thought my future was pretty set until this atom bomb was dropped on me. Dad suggested junior college. I decided that Shelton State was the place for me. I knew both coaches because they had coached with Dad in the past, I felt comfortable they were going to treat me right, and of course, being in Tuscaloosa didn't hurt. I can't lie – I set myself back by showing up out of shape and not ready to prove that I deserved to be an everyday player at the junior college level, much less a Division I caliber player. Off the field, I struggled and made some mistakes. On the field, after much humbling and ego-checking (thanks to Coach Bobby Sprowl), I earned about 100 at-bats that year and put up solid numbers on an Alabama JUCO State Championship team that played for the JUCO National Championship. (Full Article)