The problem with sports are the coaches. You seldom get to choose who you play for, unless you have multiple offers to play for different teams. Few get up to that level in their playing. And then, if you do get to make a choice, it can turn into a bad one. The high school coaches at our high school were absurdly awful. God forbid if you politely suggest that they are awful. Kids that had talent, don't get to play because "the coach" doesn't like them. Luckily my bears were likable kids. And talent and ability are all very subjective assessments. There was an Asian kid that could leap three feet in the air that really didn't ever get to play varsity. Another that wasn't allowed on the team at all. Because "the coach" didn't like him. We had one coach that allowed one of the Seniors to run and coach the team. He also couldn't seem to make up his mind who was Varsity and who wasn't. There were royalty. A kid my son played ball with in a club team had an older brother scooped up by USC, so the kid was treated as if he too was going to DIV 1, but of course there wasn't anything remarkable about his playing. Another kid who was the second highest three point shooter in all of Los Angeles couldn't find a spot on a college team.
Mine are done now. My son is walking away from his college team like its a bad marriage, thank goodness.
And the little so and so who coaches him can fade into the oblivion of our memories as something mean spirited, useless and just plain stupid. The little men of the world will live on as little men. No matter how hard they try. (this is not just metaphorical).
You may remember this guy. He won a few games once. I met him. My step-father was the Wrestling Coach at IU. Absolutely no one liked him. And of course the players could not "not" like him.
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