Roller skates, MoonPies in new LoCash video

It’s not often you hear a new music video described as “sweet” or even “romantic,” but that is how folks often describe “I Know Somebody” by country duo LoCash. The song is on their latest CD, “The Fighter.”

The video has a strong Chattanooga connection since it was filmed here and features MoonPies.

The song was written by Rhett Akins, Ross Copperman and Jeremy Stover and is sung by Chris Lucas and Preston Brust. It was directed by Ry and Drew Cox.

The video has a retro (all the way back to the early ’90s) feel to it and features a teenage rink employee who falls for a young skater. MoonPies are used as a prop in the video. Lucas and Brust are featured throughout the mini-storyline as well. Most of the video takes place in the rink or its parking lot, but there are a few street scenes of the Chattanooga Choo Choo and a local Checkers restaurant.

› I’ve always had a passion for youth sports. My kids played just about everything they could. I coached youth baseball for more than a decade, and I’ve always been fascinated by how parents can mess up a good thing.

Just this week I heard of two quality coaches who are essentially walking away from coaching because of some misguided ideas their players’ parents had. Many of these attitudes were passed on to the kids as well.

It’s pretty simple: Playi ng t i me is earned and not guaranteed, and 99 out of 1 00 times if your kid is not Barry Courter playing it ’s because the other kid is better.

Also this week, Facebook friend Kevin Burke posted a mock announcement stating that tryouts for a 5-year-old select travel baseball team would take place next month at AT&T Field. The athletes would be tested on their throwing and running speeds, and parents should bring the player’s stats from the year before to registration.

I knew it was a j oke because I’ve read Kevin’s posts before, but some folks at the very least thought it was real for a minute, at least until they read all of the comments. The good news is, most were upset at the notion of a travel team of kindergartners.

Years ago I wrote a similar column about a fictional baseball tournament, where I had the umpires doing what I thought were inconceivable things like trying to make the players cry. I thought it was so over- the- top as to be ridiculous so that people would see how silly they are in thinking umpires are out to get their angel. People thought my story was true, which still makes me sick to my stomach.