I was a great athlete. Now, I'm a good athlete. I started playing organized sports when I was 8 yrs old. I developed a genuine love and passion for sports. It started with football. I was inspired to play by my uncle who was in the NFL at the time. My father taught me the game. He taught me the rules and fundamentals of the game. More importantly, he never pushed me to play. It was my decision. I
History has now been repeated as my sons are active in sports. Both my 8 year old and 5 year old are playing basketball. The 8 year old has also played baseball and golf. As I watch them play, I wonder if they will be a great as their old man once was. LOL. Maybe...maybe not.
I also watch in amazement some of the parents who are around me. At a basketball game today, I saw parents yelling and screaming at their kids. When the refs make bad calls, I've seen the parents turn their anger toward the refs. Last week, a fight almost broke out between a parent and a ref. And this is a CHURCH league! Some people seem to want to win at all costs. That's not what it's about. It's about these kids having fun. It makes me wonder if the parents are trying to live their childhood again through these kids. I'm not trying to make my sons the next Jordan, LeBron, or Kobe. I'd like to see them develop in their sport and get better each week. Wins and losses don't matter to an 8 year old kid. It doesn't matter to me either. But if you listen to some parents, you'd think it was a matter of life and death. There's nothing wrong with competing but some of this stuff is crazy. Some of these kids are being pushed for all the wrong reasons. Has youth sports gone too far?