As a kid, I grew up playing all kinds of sports. I loved sports. I played soccer, baseball, softball, basketball and ran track. There was something about the competition of sports that really struck me. Now that I’m old…(32 seems old to me) I don’t do so many of those sports any more. Pretty much its golf whenever I can play anything. My father says golf is for old people, so I guess I’m old now.
Now all I can do is live competitive sports through the eyes of my children. My oldest daughter plays soccer and this past weekend, we drove to her fall tournament. I was amazed at how the competitiveness came alive in me when her team played in the tournament. No longer was it just about her learning and enjoying the game, but they had to win…or so I felt.
What I noticed most about the weekend was how the parents reacted to calls on the field (myself included) and how nervous we got for the games. These kids are only 8 years old, but you’d have thought they were competing in the Olympics. Most of the kids never showed signs of nervousness, but us parents were biting our nails. What is this that causes us to care so much about winning? Is this a healthy thing for our children? Sometimes I wonder…