About two months ago, just two weeks before the start of the basketball season at our local YMCA, my husband agreed to coach the youth team, ages 5/6. My 3 yo son was placed on a team, but there were about 10 kids on the 5/6 year old waiting list (including my daughter) with no one available to coach them.
(I wanted to coach the team myself, but feared that my half marathon long run training would interfere with me attending the games on time. )
Knowing that my hubs had minimal knowledge of the sport, no playing or coaching experience, I wanted to make sure that he would qualify as a couch. I asked the YMCA’s sports director for the coaching requirements prior to asking my husband to commit. Once I was told that no playing or coaching experience necessary, I asked if he would do it. Needless to say, he was very reluctant and not interested. He was worried about disappointing the parents and children because of his lack of knowledge and skills. With a
lot of little convincing, and not wanting to let down his daughter and all the other children who wanted to play, he said yes.
To get the ball rolling, I did the organizing and communicating. I contacted all the parents, unilaterally named the team…The Trail Blazers, emailed game schedules, rules and solicited the help of parents who have knowledge of the game and was willing to be assistant coaches.
For the first game, I skipped my Saturday long run in order to help and support my husband. Two parents agreed to be assistant coaches. Together with my hubby, they ran drills, taught passing, dribbling and shooting.(I quickly realized that I wasn’t willing to miss any of my kids games for a run. So I reshuffled my training schedule.)
Each week, I’ve seen tremendous improvement in the team. My heart swells with joy as I watch my husband leading a team in a sport that he knew very little about. He encourages everyone and he’s a positive role model. He cheers on the team, giving high fives, making substitutions in the game and showing gratitude to the parents who are supporting the kids. These children really look up to him. He’s developed a wonderful bond with them. With only two more games left, I’d call this a successful first season.
My daughter is so proud that her Daddy is her basketball coach. And my husband…well, he’s ecstatic. Every now and then when I call him, he says “Just call me coach” and I smile. He said he was so glad that he decided to coach and that if he hadn’t done it, he never would have realized the amount of help and support he would have had along the way.
There are times when we choose not to do something because we think we don’t have the skills or tools necessary. Sometimes, by stepping out on faith, you allow things to align so that the necessary help and support can come your way.
- Have you ever stepped out on faith and things just fell into place?
- Have you ever coached a sports team or coached a sport you never played?