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Monday, May 7, 2012

Put me in coach, I'm ready to play..

They
Endure hours on the sidelines and court,
Travel with sweat, cheers and tears,
Tan at the edge of the stands,
Shiver in stadiums,
Count seconds,
Know the competition.
Yearn for dinners at home,
Celebrate success, agonize over defeat,  
Worry about individuals and teamwork,
Accept criticism,
Considered "effective" based on scores,
Tolerate jeers and pleas from parents,
Run on empty
Need patience, compassion, strength
Coaches
Teachers of winning, losing and living. 


4 comments:

Robin said...

Nice - I know a few coaches that would appreciate the thoughts in your poem. Thanks for sharing!

Amy Rudd said...

Anita,
Your poem for coaches is wonderful...they do put up with a lot-glad that someone wants this difficult but rewarding job...Would it be ok if I print your poem to share with Kam's coach?
Thanks,
Amy

Anita Ferreri said...

Absolutely! I really was feeling the connection to "teaching" as i wrote it - and sadly - it has taken me FAR too long to fully realize that coaches are really important teachers too!

Beverley Baird said...

Great post - so positive!