Lax du jour: Wall ball

Lacrosse Wall Ball
Finding decent wall-ball spots in the Valley isn't easy.

This time of year it seems as if lacrosse crosses my path — or I go looking for it — just about every day.  Yesterday it was a varsity game, though I had to miss the middle-school game because of it.  Today it was wall ball with my 11-year-old.

Lacrosse Wall Ball
Finding decent wall-ball spots in the Valley isn't easy.

We live on the west side of the San Fernando Valley, which encompasses about 35 square miles, and it amazes me how few good places there are to play wall ball, short of finding an empty parking lot near an industrial building or something.

Balboa Park has a good wall, but it’s a small wall in a huge park — it’s often hard to get a piece of it around the tennis and handball players, especially for a beginning player, whose stick control and accuracy still are developing.

Most, if not all, schoolyards are locked up on weekends, but we found one nearby that is host to adult-league soccer, which means the yard is open, and there are some awesome handball courts.

So the boy got in some work … even convinced the lefty to work on his right, something he’s still not comfortable with, since he’s really not all that confident in his left.  But you have to start somewhere.

Where did your life intersect with lax today?  And if the answer is the couch watching college games on the DVR, that’s OK. I have four or five of them saved myself.

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Jim grew up a fan of all sports but became a lacrosse fan when he moved to New England in 1999 and his oldest son started playing. Now his two younger sons have taken up the crosse, and the sport now borders on an obsession. A veteran of sports media, he now resides in the Los Angeles area and hopes to feed that obsession by posting about L.A. lax on the interwebs. Follow him on Twitter.


  1. I can think of two wall ball areas by my house. The first is the underside of the freeway, home to probably tons of people I’d rather not be around, and the second is the back wall of the local gym, but if I miss the catch, there’s a chance the ball rolls down into a river. No thanks.