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Sorry to post things about my daughter but I don't have a son. We just finished a tournament this past weekend which had 19 teams in it from 5 different states. Teams came from Louisiana, Michigan and Missouri. Most of the teams were from Illinois or Indiana as the tournament was close to the border between Indiana and Illinois. We drove a couple of hours to play in the tournament.

My daughter was sitting in our car as we were leaving the tournament after having been eliminated. She had done so well. She had numerous extra base hits, had most of our team's RBIs during the tournament and, averaged more that 2 k's per inning pitched. She only gave up 2 earned runs in the tournament. She was voted MVP by the opposing teams. Well, I told her how proud I was of her and then it was like the dam busted. She started crying and couldn't stop.

The first thing she said was, "Dad please don't be mad at me." I couldn't believe she said that. FOR WHAT? I was so proud. Finally, she said she wanted me to forgive her for not being good enough to win the tournament. I was shocked that she would say such a thing. Not only do I not put pressure on her, I find myself constantly trying to get her to take a day off from practicing. Then she said that she had worked so hard that she should have done more to help her team win. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN IMPOSSIBLE.

As one parent to all others, we need to realize the pressure that our kids put on themselves. Also, I think I need to look at myself. Until this tournament, I have always sat down the foul line. She begged me to coach her and the team in this tournament "so that we could win it all." (I do coach the team's practices!) When a child perceives that her Dad will be mad when she loses, something is wrong. Well, just wanted to share this in hopes that we all take a better look at ourselves. (Oh, we are here at school getting ready to PRACTICE.)

"Failure depends upon people who say I can't."  - my dad's quote July 1st, 2021.  CoachB25 = Cannonball for other sites.

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Thanks Coach - thats a good reminder for me to be sure. While you seem calm and collected, I know I've said things to my sons after a game that I later regretted.

I'm an engineer by trade and most of the young engineers we get are pretty nervous to get up in front of a conference room to give a briefing or demo. I always thought that one of several big benefits of playing sports as a kid is that it teaches you how to be on the stage and handle it well. Competitiveness and "closing the deal" are yet other good lessons learned in sports. Sounds like you're daughter has excelled at both of these. You must be proud.
Coach, thanks for the wonderful and touching story. I think the message that came from your daughter is a message that nearly every child can tell. I know that both of ours have. Took me some time to understand the importance of distinguishing between effort, which they can control, and results, which many times they cannot.
Coach ...

I liked the story as it brought back memories, not necessarily pleasant ones, of the times when son was trying to be perfect for Dad. Must admit, not having a daughter, I didn't realize girls have the same kind of responses as the boys do ... being harder on themselves than need be. As they mature and their focus changes, the concern for parental approval (for want of a better word) seems to diminish and they take a lesson from each experience, positive or negative, rather than dwell on the negatives. Still happening to my 22 year old Wink

Loved the way infielddad summed it up ...
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the importance of distinguishing between effort, which they can control, and results, which many times they cannot.


Again, thanks for sharing and for the reminder !!
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I appreciate your story and like some of the others have said ... it does touch home. I think we all have felt the “thrill of victory and the agony of defeat” for our sons and our daughters. Sorry but it comes when you mix sports and parenting. In years past I would write in the bill of my son’s hat... “It’s just a game”... knowing all along he didn’t feel it was “just a game”. Maybe this was my way of letting him know how I felt about him when he lost.
Fungo

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