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Saturday, June 9, 2012
When do you know it's over?
These past few weeks, maybe even months, have been very frustrating for me. I am not sure how my son feels, but my momma belly has been tied in knots.
I love my kiddos and I want whatever dreams they may have to be fulfilled. I want to be a support and guide, but I am not sure I am going about things the right way.
I am tired of researching, begging, strategizing, sacrificing, and running, all in the name of one sport. On the other hand I don't want to throw in the towel just yet. What if his break is just around the corner and we stopped moving right before we got there?
All he needs is a team, a coach, and a few games. Is that too much to ask?
Maybe the fates are telling us to throw in the towel?
From the time he started playing basketball my son has been on one crappy team after another. Most were losing teams. There were teams with coaches who learned about basketball by reading a few books. Others had coaches who were obsessed with making their son (who was also on the team) the focal point therefore limiting my son. Some were filled with jerk players and coaches which hurt my son's spirit and made me angry. For the most part I feel the teams (coaches) were using my son; they used him for money, to make their kid look good, to have someone for their other kids to play against, and/or fill a vacancy until something better came along. For the last 3 years it has been a quagmire of crap with glimpses of greatness. And because of this I have found myself becoming more sceptical and suspicious of most people. Once upon a time I believed in dreams coming true, teamwork, and loyalty.
A year ago I thought we had finally found a team that he would/could grow with for the long run, but now I think that is not the case. Just like hair extensions it was probably too good to be true.
The team and coaches were of diverse backgrounds. Not one coach had a son on the team. The head coach had a lot of basketball experience and game knowledge. He had this ability to teach the game, push the kids to their limit, and make it fun. In the beginning it was so exciting to see what my son was experiencing that I began looking for sponsorships for the team. Then I started to notice a shift taking place.
No longer was the coach interacting with my son and a few of the other boys in his age range. The game and tournament play ceased. The coach didn't update me on what he was seeing with my son, as a matter of fact he seemed annoyed when I (and possibly my son) came around. Coach started having my son play against much younger/smaller kids which would improve their skills but leave my son's development stagnant. Which brings me to today... No real team and no games.
When do you know it's over?
I love my kiddos and I want whatever dreams they may have to be fulfilled. I want to be a support and guide, but I am not sure I am going about things the right way.
I am tired of researching, begging, strategizing, sacrificing, and running, all in the name of one sport. On the other hand I don't want to throw in the towel just yet. What if his break is just around the corner and we stopped moving right before we got there?
All he needs is a team, a coach, and a few games. Is that too much to ask?
Maybe the fates are telling us to throw in the towel?
From the time he started playing basketball my son has been on one crappy team after another. Most were losing teams. There were teams with coaches who learned about basketball by reading a few books. Others had coaches who were obsessed with making their son (who was also on the team) the focal point therefore limiting my son. Some were filled with jerk players and coaches which hurt my son's spirit and made me angry. For the most part I feel the teams (coaches) were using my son; they used him for money, to make their kid look good, to have someone for their other kids to play against, and/or fill a vacancy until something better came along. For the last 3 years it has been a quagmire of crap with glimpses of greatness. And because of this I have found myself becoming more sceptical and suspicious of most people. Once upon a time I believed in dreams coming true, teamwork, and loyalty.
A year ago I thought we had finally found a team that he would/could grow with for the long run, but now I think that is not the case. Just like hair extensions it was probably too good to be true.
The team and coaches were of diverse backgrounds. Not one coach had a son on the team. The head coach had a lot of basketball experience and game knowledge. He had this ability to teach the game, push the kids to their limit, and make it fun. In the beginning it was so exciting to see what my son was experiencing that I began looking for sponsorships for the team. Then I started to notice a shift taking place.
No longer was the coach interacting with my son and a few of the other boys in his age range. The game and tournament play ceased. The coach didn't update me on what he was seeing with my son, as a matter of fact he seemed annoyed when I (and possibly my son) came around. Coach started having my son play against much younger/smaller kids which would improve their skills but leave my son's development stagnant. Which brings me to today... No real team and no games.
When do you know it's over?
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