My kids are now 6 and 8, which means they have been playing recreational sports for a few years now. For a while they alternated seasons between soccer and baseball, but after experiencing the craziness of two Little League schedules last year*, we coerced the kids into sticking with soccer this Spring. When they first started playing team sports, I claimed that my schedule was too hectic for me to volunteer as a coach, so I settled for simply showing up and sitting on the sidelines for all the practices and games.
…and complaining about what the coaches could be doing better…
So finally my wife, who is a genius and also is beautiful, said to me, “If you think you can do better, why don’t you just coach? You go to all the practices anyway!” And then she also said very affirming things about how I would be good at it and all.
She was right. I was making excuses. I needed to just suck it up and coach. So, when we moved to Kentucky last year and my kids registered for Fall soccer, I took the plunge and volunteered to coach my daughter’s U-6 team. I showed up to the requisite meetings, I picked up a few practice cones and a mesh ball bag from Wal-Mart, and jumped in.
I was immediately amazed at how difficult it is to keep a group of six children (ages 4-6) focused on the sound of my voice for more than 10 seconds at a time. We dribbled the ball, we ran around cones, we chased each other, and we were a remarkably unimpressive team. But I think we were having fun.
At least, I think most of us were having fun. Continue Reading…






