When I joined the coaching staff of the Freshmen football team last spring (no that's not a typo) my mind immediately set to visions of the multitude of blogs such an experience would produce. I dreamed up a clever moniker (see above) and planned for a great photo of myself with a football and rhinestones for props.
Fast forward to today- Game Day #2 of the season.
I have not-
Blogged one sentence about coaching football.
Taken my fancy Pigskin Princess head shot.
Completely memorized the playbook. (So close!)
Avoided catching the Pigskin Plague- the cold bug that travels through the team in batches of four people.
Figured out how to make my hair last past two practices without needing to be washed again.
Regretted my decision to ask (I asked) to be part of Husky Football.
A lot to learn about football.
And coaching. They are separate skills sets.
Wonderful coaching colleagues whose experience and talent amazes me every day.
Fantastic (and aromatic) players.
Fun watching the reaction from people when they learn I'm coaching boys' football.
through twice a week summer evening practices and now six days-a-week
regular season practice without whining (even at home where it's safe to
Learned that my gender is not a handicap at all, but my lack of experience is.
why? Why do this crazy, very ungirly, unwriterly, unlibrarian-like
activity that takes up about twenty hours a week (without pay!)? Two
Wednesday is Game Day for
Freshmen Football. Game Day is what we live for, work for and sweat for.
It's our reward and, as we know, anything can happen on Game Day.
in my case it already has- I'm part of the team. The players probably
aren't going to learn a lot about football from me this year. What I
hope they do learn from me is this- believe in that crazy thing you've
always wanted to do and seize the opportunity to become part of it.
Because anything can happen.