Coaching children's sports can be a thankless task. You have little to no choice in who you work with and you're destined to work with them twice a week - at a practice and at a game. In Fall, practices tend to be at 5:00 or 5:30, so you can easily wind up with a group full of children that are hungry and ready for dinner or a group of children that are fatigued from the day. Neither of these conditions are optimal for teaching.
Dads coached both of Connor's teams. Together, these seven men showed up week in and week out, brought their best selves every time, and they were all incredibly kind to Connor.
You want to play goalie? Tell me when.
You want to try catching? Take the gear home for a week and test it out.
These dads pay so much attention to the game that they can deliver a sincere compliment about a play that meant something to Connor after every game. That's a special gift, because there's a lot of chaos going on around them throughout the game.
They are always trying to move the team forward.
I can only guess their motivation. My best guesses? They do it for the love of their kids. They do it for the love of the game. I appreciate them. Along the way, they have taught Connor a lot.
NaBloPoMo: Thirty Acts of Love
Day 1. The All Night Sewing Spree
Day 2. Package from a Friend