Our teenage son plays Sunday ultimate frisbee with a group of adults. Overthinking it?
He found the group through a school friend's older brother. Most players are in their twenties and thirties, a few college students, and then our son, the youngest by a distance. He comes home muddy and happier than I've seen him in months. I went once to watch. Friendly people, they call their own fouls, nobody swears at the youngsters. My only hesitation is that they're adults and some of them go for breakfast afterwards. Am I overthinking this?