Just got this email from one of our rec soccer coach:
I understand your disappoint and frustration with our season this year. The girls have gone from being undefeated for two years to a season without a single win. We were quite simply outplayed this season.
That being said, I hope that you can see the improvements our team has made throughout this season. The girls are playing as a team, playing hard and playing smart. I look forward to our spring session.
I immediately replied “who the hell complained”. Immediate response “everyone but you”.
I freaking hate team sports. It is so confusing to me… A few things happen:
The team and my kid play for shit – I blame everyone, kid blames the team
The team plays awesome my kid plays for shit – I blame my kid, she blames her best friend for telling her she looks funny
The team plays for shit my kid plays awesome – We should quit swimming and play travel soccer – world cup baby!
Team plays well my kid plays awesome – It was the red bull and pixie sticks before the game
Aside from that, I could give a rats ass if we lose. We swim.
We lose. We only lose. I don’t even know what the hell winning is. Maybe gold medal at the Olympics. Maybe. But who the hell wins in swimming? We live in DC metro. Even if you DO get first at a meet, there are 10 other meets running that same day all over the area. Chances are pretty good that someone, somewhere is kicking your ass! And someone out in California is kicking theirs.
Think I am lying? Ever see a national record be set? NO? I bet you have. You were probably playing on your ipad, reading a book, texting, sleeping, buying nachos or sitting outside getting some fresh air. I went to a meet recently and several national records were being set. About 10% of the people there were paying attention. No banners fell from the ceiling, no music played and no American Idol confetti fell from the sky. A few people clapped and then do you know what happened? The next race started. The moment of glory? More like a nanosecond.
I hope that when you go to a swim meet you watch your kid. You hope they do their best. Cheer for your friends kids and don’t be happy when other kids do bad. Winning isn’t everything. As a matter of fact, it isn’t anything.