I just got done coaching my son's pony league team. The kids play hard and love the game. Life is good. I've coached all sports on and off for going on 25 years. I was spoiled my first time coaching. I was in high school and my little brother asked me to coach his Pop Warner team. Not enough coaches so I agreed. We were the Weirton Steelers. It was the easiest gig I ever had as a coach. Our tailback made all the difference. It was future WVU standout Quincy Wilson. Coaching has got a lot harder since then. Anyone else on the board have a similar experience. If so, please share. Love to hear your stories. Nothing more fulfilling as a man to be able to see kids grow up and reach their full potential...
I thought coaching would be easier...
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You need to talk to TarHeelEer. You can find him hanging out on the OT Board.
I coached Little League many years ago. I made sure that every player got to play in every game. All the players liked it, as did most of the parents. But there were a few that were real jerks about it thinking their kid was better than the rest and should play every inning of every game. That was the only thing I didn't like...the arrogant know it all Dads. 
Daddy ball is tough to overcome Spartan. I prefer to pose the question to them as follows: I'm sorry, no one stepped up to coach this season so I filled in until a good coach volunteered. Thank God you're here to take over. Do you need an assistant coach? They quickly give an excuse why they are too busy to coach the kids. The rest of the year they become your biggest supporter. It's awesome to watch unfold...I coached Little League many years ago. I made sure that every player got to play in every game. All the players liked it, as did most of the parents. But there were a few that were real jerks about it thinking their kid was better than the rest and should play every inning of every game. That was the only thing I didn't like...the arrogant know it all Dads.
I coached Little League many years ago. I made sure that every player got to play in every game. All the players liked it, as did most of the parents. But there were a few that were real jerks about it thinking their kid was better than the rest and should play every inning of every game. That was the only thing I didn't like...the arrogant know it all Dads.
My only coaching experience was the couple of years I volunteered to coach 4th grade basketball. I really enjoyed watching kids who had never touched a basketball when the practices first started learn how to play the game by the time the year ended. One year I had 17 kids on the team and made sure that every kid got into every game. I also made sure that every kid got to start at least once during the season. It would have been a lot of fun if not for the parents.......
I always said the two best days of a season was the first day of practice, and because of the parents....the last game of the season. It is kind of cool when you see the kids 10 years or so later, and they thank you for all the years you coached them.
It is kinda weird when high school kids in town come up to you and call you coach. Even if it's been 10 years since you coached them.
When I coached 4th grade BB our team had some girls on it. One of them (Angie) was the tallest and chubbiest kid on the team. Once the season was over I never saw her again and never thought of her again either. About 10 years later I was in a retail store when this drop dead gorgeous girl with a fashion model body walked up and hugged me and called me by name. I had no idea who it was until my wife told me "that's Angie, the girl who used to play basketball for you"...... . It was like the ugly duckling that turned into a beautiful swan kind of thing. Kids remember people who gave them a fair chance when no one else looked twice, and that makes the trials and troubles of coaching worthwhile - at least for me.
I see my old Jr. High School basketball coach at the Super Market sometimes and I always wave and say "Hey Coach Foster, how ya' doin'?" with a big smile and a handshake. And it's been 43 years since I graduated from Jr. High School.