This is one of those times when what’s going on at home can be prioritized over what’s going on at the field, even if it’s just for a few hours.
When the alarm system dings for the open door, I feel a breath of relief exhale. A helper and a second teammate has finally entered the game. Then, he sits in his arm chair and before I can ask how his morning went or what they ate for lunch, snores resound from his side of the room.
Remember that we coach in their sacred spaces. We are coaching the people they have loved, raised, cried, and prayed over long before we got them. For some, we are coaching their validation of self. I’m not making excuses for poor behavior, I’m offering a space for us to gather some empathy for ...