I may be a 'newschick' but I am also a coach's wife.
This is the time of year when the coaches go to work bright and early and
get home long after most of the rest of us have turned in for the night.
It's Football Season.
In our house, that means giving up a key person in our household for (at least)
six days a week for (at least) thirteen weeks.
It's a hard job... being a coach. It's certainly not one pursued for
financial reward. I think their hourly rate would come out to pennies if
we really did the math.
Those guys lead long workouts in the punishing heat, sweating 'til they are
soaked through, yelling until they are hoarse and simultaneously teaching young
men to be leaders not only on the field... but in life.
To me it’s remarkable what coaches do. The example they set. The
sacrifices they make. They do get gratification, but it’s not just from
pursuing and hopefully getting a "win"... it's from seeing the
respect their players have for them, for themselves, for the game, for their
school.
I've learned over the years, those X's and O's are sometimes very complicated
plays young men must learn by heart. They have to be able to
"read" an offense or a defense and dig out a worthy response from
their trained bag of tricks. The coaches teach those plays. During
game prep and game night, they have to anticipate their opponent’s next
move. They have to calculate what risks
are worth taking. They have to execute split-second decisions that can
sometimes set the tone for the rest of the game.
Coaches teach skills the players need to be able to be warriors on the
field. And what many people don't realize is that those same coaches also
teach players how to be gentlemen off the field. They teach those players
to cherish self-respect, to protect their integrity and to chase their goals
with everything they have. Sometimes
they do it with tough love. But it is…
love. It’s a love of the sport. It’s a love of leadership. It’s love for the
player who is giving all he’s got.
No one denies that everyone cares who is in the Win column at the end
of that Friday night when it comes to chasing a championship. But I have learned along the way that a
winning score doesn’t necessarily mean the team was successful. I’ve learned a losing score doesn’t
necessarily mean failure.
Next time you are in the stands, remember this:
There is so going on in a coach’s mind and in a coach’s heart. That Friday night on the sidelines is the
product of a lot of early mornings, late afternoons and sometimes sleepless
nights.
Yes. There are plenty of X’s and O’s
in football. But there’s another formula for success: Planning, practice… and passion.
And if you ask me, that’s what really makes a winner.