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Originally posted by 4genball:
I apologize if it came across that way. I have no agenda either way. The "heresay" was on this site long before I became a member and I still hear it being discussed at some of the baseball games I've attended this year. (I don't play or have any kids playing anymore but I still love the game so very much. I find games close to home to go watch so I can stay close to the game that has meant so much to me over my life).
My older brother was a coach, my younger brother still coaches, my son is a coach, my cousin is a coach, and my best friend is a coach (none in this area thankfully). I do not care about any one particular situation but it seems that the true beautiful game that teaches so much about character and sacrifice and perserverence has gone away and with it, so too the family that was the community, the coach, the school and the players. Instead what is left is a disrespect for the game, for the opponent, for the player, and for the coach (who gets paid next to nothing to put up with all the stuff). What I'm also trying to understand is the "new breed" of coaches that feel they have to show up their players and their parents, the politics behind high school baseball and their parents, and the administrations that allow this stuff to exist.
A long long time ago, when I played and then later when my son played, the high school coach (it didn't matter if it was baseball, basketball, or football), was respected by the community and their decisions and actions were accepted as just another part of the maturing/learning process necessary for a young athlete. Mom and dad didn't have any say so in whether they kept their job, who plays or how the coach acted.
The coach may have screamed and cussed and carried on, but when his players needed him he was there through all their troubles and insecurities. My high school coach had the worst temper, the worst language and the biggest heart and love for his players. We knew that if we were ever in trouble, call coach. He would help us through anything and would even defend us and protect us from our own parents. He would say to them "don't worry, I'll make sure he understands the consequences of his actions", and then he would run us until we puked but we escaped the wrath of our father. I would take puking over my dad's wrath any day.
I guess that's how we know we're getting old. We don't understand the things of the day, and when we try, some young person is there to accuse us of all kinds of things. I guess the good old days are gone forever and I need to accept it, don't try to understand it and shut up and move on. Again I'm truly sorry if I offended anyone.
Don't worry, I'm 32 years old and think the same way as you do.
Times have changed.
You have the unexperienced with ultimate control.
It's a "pat on the butt" society with A,B,C, and D teams.
Everyone gets a trophy, and mom and dad get to wear a jersey.
I find it ironic that Bob Knight doesn't get public acceptance, yet Mr. Garrido does.
HS sports are nothing more than a search for appointed social acceptance.
Most select teams are nothing more than a revenue
generating scam.
The other select teams are pawns in the other revenue generating events that are portrayed and necessary.
Nothing is necessary.
The game is not a game any longer.
It's a extension of prime time soap opera shows.
