This weekend, once again, we see the middle aged, portly coach pacing the sideline raising a voice at the player for not putting his full effort out. Said player looks dejected, returns to the sideline, where he slumps over himself while drizzle overtakes his body. Dripping wet, and appearing to feel as though he failed, he returns to the game where he misses a clear shot with a whiff. The coach again berates his ability, and the parent gasps at the error, thus reinforcing the negative input.
I am not against wanting to win, nor am I against encouraging full effort and participation in sport, but I vehemently oppose those who wish to live vicariously through their children on the soccer field. Seriously people, do you want to know your kid's chances of becoming a professional soccer player are? It ain't pretty - like 1 in 1.8 million in fact. Stop worrying about each missed kick or pass and just support them with positive reinforcement. Maybe they'll play harder, longer, and get more out of the experience, and eventually pass it down to their kids if they actually enjoy what they're doing.
Sorry for the rant, but it drove me nuts this past weekend and has been stewing ever since!