Day 201
With four players, the Falcons
don’t have enough to field a team.
Then, our coach does something
that I hope the kids remember: he gives them a handful of our players to play
the match. He knows teaching the
kids the fundamentals of lacrosse and ensuring that everyone gets a chance to
play wins out over who ends the game with the highest score.
Good sportsmanship is made not
born.
We have to teach our kids to be
good, kind winners and gracious losers.
Teach. If you disagree, I
challenge you to find the parent of the child throwing a tantrum on the
field. Dollars to donuts, the
parent’s face is scrunched up in an angry scowl cursing at the ref.
That’s why Chaz and I try our
hardest to be good sports when we watch the boys play.
Sure, we cheer for our
kids. Scream excitedly if they
score. High-five them when they
run off the field. We also cheer
for standout performances on the other team. At this age, it isn’t about winning (or shouldn’t be). It’s about nurturing a love of the game,
learning to be a good sport and figuring out how to work as a team.
“Look,” I point towards the
field, “F’s playing for the other team.”
He is. And he’s giving it 100-percent.
“That’s the best I’ve seen him
play,” Chaz says.
Way to go, F. Way to go.
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