Why would a seemingly sane middle aged woman who has plenty to do agree to be an assistant soccer coach of 4 and 5 years olds? Do I have some kind of death wish? I don’t have patience. This is a Christian league so it’s not competitive and the goal is not about winning but how you play the game. I always thought I was a good sport and a Christian who would have no problem with the non-competitive nature of this league. I now find I am not a very good sport and may need some
works, work in the Christian department. Little slip of the tongue there.
We’ve only had two practices and one game and I’m already looking at the date of the last game and, I might add, doing a lot of praying. My daughter is having fun (at the moment) and I’m trying to teach her how to be a part of a team. It seems I don’t have to teach her this lesson; I need to learn it myself. There is no “out” here. I can’t quit or come up with some excuse. I’m in this until October folks. Please pray for me. I need all the prayers I can get.
Do you know you can’t say “Oh man!” and “Are you kidding me?” in a Christian soccer league or even with 4 and 5 year olds? I know it’s a good idea and what the sport should be about at this level, but it’s difficult to restrain myself. I may end up learning the most in this experiment. What do you think? Any similar experiences?