Coaching is a lonely job. A depressing one as well, but I guess I've gotten used to it. It wasn't like that before ofcourse. I started out with alot of support and prayers, but priorities and demands changed along the way, leaving me out in the cold, stripping me naked. Its cold and lonely.
Another year of fruitless endeavour. Whatever happened to our training? Why couldn't we make it? What happened to all our hardwork? The finger never fails to point back at me. This is what Wikipedia has to say about 'Sport Coach' :-
"In sports, a coach or manager is an individual involved in the direction, instruction and training of the operations of a sports team or of individual sportspeople. This type of coach gets involved in all the aspects of the sport, including physical and mental player development. Sports coaches train, develop and mentor their athletes to become better at the physical components of the game. The coach is assumed to know more about the sport, and have more previous experience and knowledge. The coach’s job is to transfer as much of this knowledge and experience to the players to develop the most skilled athletes.[11] Combining these aspects of the sport, the coach is accountable for the overall performance and results of the team or player."
It is assumed that I know more about the sport and have more previous experience? HAHA!! I am accountable to my team's outcome, that I know, yes I know. So then, what have I done wrong? What have I neglected? What is missing? How have I failed my team... again? I wish somebody could just tell me to resign, and appoint the next coach. I'd be happy, no, relieved. Its hard encouraging others when I feel discouraged. Its hard lifting up the team's spirit when mine is at rock bottom. Its hard to explain why we loose when I just wanna scream and sulk. Its hard to give hope when nothing works out. Its hard looking at all those disappointed faces. Its hard listening to criticism in my own head. Its hard...
There's this plague in my office that says "Coming Together is a Beginning, Working Together is Progress, Staying Together is Success"
Perhaps I've got it all wrong. Infact, I've started it all wrong. Getting a bunch of strangers committed to each other, encouraging each other, looking out for each other, LOVING each other, maybe that's success. Could success be achieved without winning? Much I can learn from the Cross. Its time again to surrender that piece of selfish desire within me. Its time... to sleep...
Forgive my rants....
