Written from the heart of a Coach / Parent.
Being the kid of the coach isn’t always the best thing…. or so my child tells me, regardless of what many may think.
Sitting here listening to my child as they plead to miss training and asking to go to the beach or park instead whilst the sun is shining….
Sorry, I coach the team I can’t just cancel training last minute….
It made me sit back and think…..!!
When you coach and you have your own child on your team at times it can really pull on your heart strings.
If players decide to have a night off to do something fun with their family then they just don’t come to training. When your own child wants too do something else that night you still have to keep training on as you don’t want to let the team down.
Usually your child has to be ready earlier and at training earlier (sometimes to help set up)
When your children play their match I sometimes envy the amount of praise and hugs you can give them as they run for a drink….. I praise my child but conscious of over praising in case it gets seen as favouritism, which ironically usually results in not enough praise given to them at all.
My focus is on the whole team…. sometimes I miss what my own child does.
Don’t get me wrong, I love coaching, I really enjoy running the team, I thrive on all the kids achieving.
But sometimes it don’t half pull on your heart when your child wants you to be there at their match just for them, to just watch them and to just support them… like all the other kids on the team.
So I would just like to give a little shoutout to all the kids who’s parents coach and run teams… thank you for sharing your time with your parents to help them to help others.
And to all parents who coach and will understand some of the issues and problems you face when your own child plays for you. I take my hat off too you, at times it can be really difficult and at times you don’t really know if your doing right from wrong but you still try your very best to benefit all. . Thank you to you.. and you’re doing a great job