Yesterday something crazy happened. To fully appreciate it, however, you need a little history. I coach Dane’s soccer team – the Red Dragons. I played soccer back in the day and when the opportunity arose, it made sense.
This is my second season coaching Dane’s team and I coach with my father (Popop, now sometimes known as Coach Carl). He is actually the one who secured our first spot as coaches.
We have a lot of fun with the kids and we have had great seasons so far. Last season we only lost one game and this season we are undefeated with 3 games to go. The kids are great and it is something special we get to do with Dane.
I am also one of the leaders for Dane’s Cub Scout group. (I will leave out the embarrassing pictures of me in that uniform!) The opportunities just worked out that way. I had knowledge of the program from doing it previously with Aidan.
Recently Aidan has been mentioning to me that it really is not fair that I lead these activities for Dane and not for him. He has a point. I am the oldest of my siblings so I know what it is like to “break your parents in” so to speak (no laughing mom!). So I was trying to figure out what I could lead for Aidan, even if I did not have a ton of prior experience.
Guess what email I received last night? The basketball league the boys are signed up with for the winter is looking for coaches for the 3rd and 4th grade combined teams – Aidan’s level. If this was not a sign, I don’t know what would be! I was never a basketball player, but I will be learning now!
So I asked my dad if he wants to try a new sport with me. He said yes, so we are looking forward to a new exciting adventure with Aidan. Who knows, we might just be good at it! Either way, we will have fun.
On another note, we had a visitor at our house last night.
Dane lost a tooth in school. : ) His Tooth Fairy’s name is Daisy and she always leaves him a note and a special coin or sometimes a two dollar bill. This is what she left him last night (not the loot bag. That is where he keeps his Tooth Fairy treasures).
So, I am wondering, do you like your kids’ coaches? What do you think makes a “good coach”?