I coach a lot of kids. I do it because I love watching them be successful. Tonight I watched my youngest shoot his first in-game basketball jump shot and it swished–nuthin but net. I loved that moment and immediately after his game I went to the other gym and watched a team my eldest will face at the end of the season. Seriously, those kids look like the Monstars and we don’t have Jordan. This got me thinking about coaching in general. I wanted to find a way to make practices go faster, get players more engaged, and help them get a lot better at their craft. Then I started to remember all of the times I tried to stick to a schedule of training my own kids and failed.
I have failed so many times at being consistent that it made me wonder why that happens so much and moreover, what the effect of that is on the kids. Call it the sponge effect. I picked up the habit of not following through from my mother and now my kids are picking it up from me. I’m focused on breaking the cycle and trying to figure out how to do that.