By: Tim Chambers
Tomahawk Sports Editor
Im sure this might strike a nerve to some but it will hit home with others. Its a stern message for parents with children who participate in high school athletics. Its a sad scene thats becoming more common now than in recent years.
Parents are trying to relive their glory days through their childs athletic endeavors. And many are driving them away from sports.
I remember getting my first varsity uniform as a sixth grade basketball player at Valley Forge Elementary. That meant something to me.
It also meant a lot having my parents attend games.
Youve heard this story more than once. Im one who experienced it.
I didnt have a lot of extras while growing up. My dad worked at Bemberg and my mom was a sewing machine operator. I know they worried when the factories would often shut down. That meant no work and no paycheck. But for me it was priceless.
That gave them time to attend my games. Seeing them in the stands was special. It meant more than anything they could have bought me.
I didnt play much as a sixth grader. But putting that uniform on meant something.
Just being a part of the team and representing my school was awesome. You dont find that as often today.
I was blessed to have parents who raised me right. They never critiqued my play or criticized my coach. The best thing they did was offer me encouragement.
Dad once told me that getting a chance was the best thing a coach could give you. It was up to me to make the most of my opportunity after that.
I remembered those words during my playing days in high school and college. I used that same philosophy during the 15 years that I coached too and continued using them after my two sons got old enough to play. Its great advice for parents with children participating in sports. I promise you it works.
I was blessed to watch my two sons Rusty and Drew excel in high school athletics.
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