The following article
is from the Time Herald and can be
found in its entirety here.
Editors Note: Brandon Day has become
a legendary wrestling coach in the Blue Water Area, leading Richmond to
several state championships. This is his first guest column for the Times
Herald.
After 17 years coaching at the high school level, I am not a big fan of
the youth sports culture in America today.
I don’t think we are developing better athletes and/or people in our
current system. We have developed a culture that will not serve our
student-athletes well as they grow into adulthood. We have organizations
and private coaches that are making a profit filling parents’ heads full of
false information and dreams of scholarships rather than focusing on the
development of the athletes, regardless of their skill levels.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but not every kid can be a college
scholarship athlete and that is OK. We need to take pride in coaching and/or
raising the child that is the sixth man, the back-up, or the utility guy on the
baseball team. Those kids are extremely valuable to their teams, schools, and
communities. I prefer the way things used to be before the elite youth
travel sports culture developed.
I was fortunate enough to grow up in a small, blue-collar town that was
filled with kids and families that loved sports. The typical summer day
was not spent riding in a car to our elite club practice to work out with kids
from all over the state.
Our day was much more beneficial for the kids in our
community, and it had a positive impact on our community and school for years
to come. Rather than getting in the car, we would get on the
phone. No, not like today’s youth to check their Facebook, Snapchat or
Instagram. We had Nick Collins’ wall-mounted, tan-colored phone.
Nick and Neil Collins’ father, Don, operated the local
roller rink and helped run Imlay City Little League Baseball. Nick and
Neil had access to every phone number of any kid who played in Little
League. If a kid didn’t play Little League at the time, Jeff Stryker was
sure to have his or her number. Jeff’s dad, Jerry, was a mailman, and he was
one of the coaches.
They knew everyone. They hit the phone hard on those summer days and weekends
that we didn’t have school. It was great. By 9 a.m., we usually
had enough kids assembled in the lot behind the roller rink to play football,
baseball, basketball, or whatever games we made up.
We didn’t exclude girls, either. Some of us may not
admit it, but all of us at one point were beaten by Milli Martinez. The thing
we enjoyed best was that it was just us, no parents, no coaches, and no
officials. It wasn’t perfect; we fought, we argued, and we may have even
thrown a few kicks and punches.
We loved to compete. No one ever ran home and
complained. The games were too much fun, and if someone left and or
complained, he or she may not have received a return phone call. It wasn’t
perfect, but we learned how to deal with failure, settle our differences and
admit when we were wrong for the betterment of the group. We had no one to
make excuses for us, and there was no one to blame for our failures. It
was athletics and competition in its finest form.
We loved athletics. We weren’t burned out from constantly
competing for meaningless trophies at a young age. Our parents weren’t trying
to force us into everything to keep up with the neighbors; they just wanted us
out of the house.
We weren’t talking about scholarship offers in the sixth
grade; we didn’t have any pressure on us, other than we loved to win, and being
tough was a good thing. Our parents set us up to succeed.
We participated in athletics because we loved to be around
our friends and compete. That being said, many of the kids that
participated in the games behind the rink went on to help their high school
teams have success, some became college athletes, coaches and a couple of them
were blessed with the God-given ability to become professional athletes.
More importantly, the environment that was created and the
lessons learned behind that roller rink helped all of us become successful
adults.
Lessons learned
When I first started coaching and helped develop our current
youth system at Richmond, many people questioned our methods because we put an
emphasis on instruction, practice, and relationship development over
competition. Our goal back then, and still to this day, was to develop
each athlete fundamentally so that when his or her body finally grew, the
athlete would be fundamentally sound and be ready to compete at the highest
level.
We took pride in saving our parent's registration fees and
gas money rather than just pushing them to compete too early for little
reward. We are honest with our parents and try to promote an environment
that eliminates selfishness and focuses on doing what is best for the group.
The “me-first mentality” is way too prevalent in athletics
and society today. We wanted to retain as many kids as possible because
oftentimes the kid who was great in third grade isn’t so great in 11th grade.
And the kid who struggled in third grade has already been All-State twice
before entering his senior season.
We knew we had to value and develop all kids. This
system has served us well. It isn’t always perfect, and we have lost some
kids through the cracks, but for the most part, our system has allowed us to
help some kids do some pretty amazing things.
Correctable errors
As a teacher and coach, there is nothing more depressing
than seeing that kid who was once a great youth or middle school-level athlete
walk around the halls of your school and no longer competes because he or she
can’t deal with potential failure because of the pressure they were put under
as a 12-year-old.
We also see the kids who are afraid to come back out because
they struggled as a youth but have now grown and could contribute to helping
their school, community, and friends have success. We need to keep our kids
involved.
As parents and coaches, we need to tweak our thought process
and ask ourselves, are we really getting our kids ready to compete and have
success at the high school level or are we chasing meaningless trophies and
trying to fulfill some void we think we had as youngsters.
We need to make sure our kids understand in sports and life,
it’s not how you start but rather how you finish.
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