I tell folks one of the hardest things to raised by or to be is a PK (Pastor’s Kid), TK (Teacher’s Kid) , or CK (Coach’s Kid). I was the son of a coach and the grandson of a teacher. The standards are high and everyone thinks you are getting it easy. Yeah right! I still remember to this day when I got in trouble in school and my grandmother spanked me in front of the whole school. Okay I deserved it, but couldn’t we wait until we left. (LOL)
So what’s the topic? Recently, I went to dinner with a fellow coach after a meet last week. We spent the night telling each other stories about coaching our own kids over the years. From the tears, tirades, and tantrums you snuff out – yes sometimes your own – as you try to maintain that crazy balance between being a Dad, coaching your own kid, and coaching everyone else. Having trained & coached my kids through the process in basketball, soccer, track, and football at the various levels including high school, boy do I have memories and stories! I want to hear from all of you coaches and kids of coaches out there with your great stories, experiences, and memories. What are yours?