Silent sideline coach I am not

Ah, have I mentioned how hard it is being the mom of teenagers?? I think so, many times. Today, was one of those days, but in a different way than usual. Koree had her first basketball game for the 8th grade season. I really do enjoy watching them learn and grow and play. But, the first game or two can be so frustrating as they relearn the ropes. Well, her team has about 20 girls on it, so of course, not everyone can see most or all of the playing time. Luckily, the coaches she has had realize that they all need to play to learn their potential. Well, she did get some time in, but it is hard to watch her making what I feel are airheaded mistakes. I think though that once she is comfortable again, she will do fine. Just as she did in volleyball. Did I mention that she got voted "Miss Endless Effort" again by her volleyball teammates?

As I was saying, it can be very frustrating as a parent seeing the mistakes that they are making and not being able to really do anything about it, other than wringing your hands and pulling your hair out. So, for now I will be a silent sideline coach and I hope that their real coach sees that these girls really really need to start shooting practice and ballhandling and a little less running killers. I remember the days when I was playing and shooting and shooting and shooting. But, the good news is, the other team was an equal match. We won, by 2 points in double overtime. So, the torture lasted longer than usual. Oh, the agony. I know just how my own mother must have felt all those years ago.