My Dad Is Supportive With Sports

But when I look over it's not just any coach it’s my dad looking back at me. Talking with his brown eyes telling me that he believes I can do it. This moment still hits me, when I looked

Growing up, my dad made sure that my brothers were involved in sports. Because he thought that football was too rough for them at a young age he signed them up for baseball. From then on out, we became a baseball family. Everything we did, all of our family friends were because of the sport. Even though, I did not play the sport, I still loved the game. It was the beginning of my seventh grade year when my dad informed me that it was mandatory that I participate in an extracurricular activity and because my dad was the authoritarian saying “no” to him was not a question. It was then that I decided to join a softball team.

I say coach and not father figure because your father usually

My coach was a big influence in my life because, he chose to be different and not follow down a bad path, that taught me that it's ok to be different and you don't have to be a follower. I am a little like him because he joined a circus (he became a acrobat) instead of following the bad path his friends went down, I joined acrobats so it can help me stay on track. If i didn't join i could of went down the bad path other people were going

Parents who push their child or children to be the best in sports aren’t the best parents because you’re pushing your child or children into something they like but may end up not liking because of what their doing to them. You’re pushing them because you want them to be better than you were in that sport and you want them to be the best on the field or court or whatever. There are affects on the children whom parents push them in sports and those are: no motivation to play, injuries, and they may end up not liking them or listening to

I think my dad was extraordinary in sports. He taught me everything I know about softball. He played baseball in college so he knows a good amount about it. He played every position so he can teach me what I need to do to get there. I think my dad can get me ready to play at the University of Tennessee.

These days, there is too much pressure on children who participate in organized sports because of the unnecessary parental involvement they experience. A growing concern amongst those involved in youth sports is that certain aspects of parental involvement become detrimental to the development and experiences of young athletes. Early emphasis on winning, making money, and the disruption of education can exceedingly affect ones desire to further participate in a sport later on in his/her life.

I would want to especially credit my swimming and soccer coach for always believing in me. My first sport I was enrolled in was swimming and I did it for ten years. My coaches were hard on me and wanted to be successful in every event I was preparing for. One punishment that my coach Jeff made me do was to run outside with wet tennis shoes in my swim suit on snowy days after swimming in a pool with ice cubes. They pushed me to my absolute limit and it completely changed my outlook on life. My other favorite coach was my soccer coach Hollie. She was the reason I passed high school. In high school, I chose to party over my grades. One day she told me if I continue to fail classes, I would be kicked off the soccer team. She helped arranged tutors for me and motivated me until I graduated. Ever since I was 10 years old, I had this dream to join an official college sport. During my senior year of high school, I had two offers from Robert Morris for their cross-country team and Lincoln College to join their swimming team. I declined both offers because the school’s tuition was high and my GPA was too low to receive any scholarships. At that moment, I knew I wanted to mentor student athletes like my past coaches did.

I interviewed two different families that both have their children actively involved in sports. I interview a family from my home town, all three of their children play competitive minor hockey and they also play summer soccer. The other family I interviewed was a family from Wisconsin, the children in this family were involved with all sorts of sports, from running, football, softball to basketball. Despite the different sports they played and despite the geographical difference I was surprised how similar my interviews went. Both sets of parents said that they enjoyed watching their child play sports. They thought that playing on a team would teach and prepare them for other things in life and teach them what it means to be part of a team.

My love for football wouldn't have even come to my sense if it wasn't for my coach believing in me. The talent I had was very natural. I didn't have to try as hard as the other players to understand the plays. I devoted myself and time to football I put in the work.

When I was younger, I was always interested in sports. I was usually at the top of my class in sports. I always dreamed that I would be the best at what I do. Even though things seemed hard, I would try my hardest even if things looked bleak. Football was my game and I played to the best of my ability.

My father didn’t want to see all of my talent and hard work go to waste. Which I completely understood because in my younger years, I had some success because of my size and strength and superiority over everyone else. My dad knew I would grow again, it just might take some time. The size and strength required to play football, hindered me from succeeding at that time.

At the beginning of my senior high school season my family was given the awful news that my mother had breast cancer and soccer was the only way for me to get it off my mind. I’m just thankful for my coaches and teammates for helping get through one of the toughest times in my life. Coach Specht was there for the whole time making sure I was alright. Even after the soccer season he was still there for me, thankfully now my

A lot of people don’t like getting advice from their parents but I love it. My dad gives the best advice with sports. I think it is because we are so much alike. Well anyway, this is a story about how my dad is supportive with sports.

I guess it’s because growing up he pushed me so hard as a kid. He just wants to see my dreams come true. For example, couple years ago I was looking for a college to play for the entire summer. My friend told me that Valdosta University was hosting tryouts. I was thinking, this is what I been always waiting for.