For those interested – and some of you certainly seem to be – one son’s coach didn’t even show up at their weekend tournament. The boys accordingly won the tournament, and my son got to play and score goals, and I haven’t heard him that happy after a game in a long time.
The other son’s coach? Well, I did what I never, ever do. I wrote a note of complaint. Here’s what it said: “How do you expect [son's name] to feel confident, and play better, when his coaches show so little confidence in him?”
They kept the other boy in. He let in more goals. And so on and so on.
Once again, my pet theory hasn’t changed: the worst part of kids’ sports is the adults.