I have some major issues with coaches and the coaching idea in general. I will freely admit that some of it is from my days in the gym... both in high school and college... but still, my issues reared their ugly head this past weekend.
I went to Brenden's last game of the season in Tremonton on Friday. Took part of the day off work to get there, and Grandma Deb and Grandpa Frank drove up from Ephraim to watch him as well. Well, it's a good thing we got pictures of him warming up, because that is the only time he was moving all game. He didn't get in for 1 second. HELLO? LAST GAME? Your starters blew a 19 point lead and you leave them in??? I was FURIOUS! (Still am, truth be told). Why in the #($* does a coach keep 15+ kids on a team where he consistently plays the same 8 or 9? It's not like Brenden doesn't have skills either. When he goes in, he creates plays, causes turnovers, and draws the foul on his drives. Still... no matter what happens this year or last year, Brenden has basketball on the brain and refuses to let it go. He even brought up letting track slide next year and during the summer so he could work on his basketball. I hope that doesn't happen. He is a cross country/track star in the making.
Thankfully not all people/instructors hold the same opinion of Brenden and his skills. After his game I grudgingly attended the varsity game with him, but ended up very glad I did. He played drums in the pep band the 1st half of the game, and he ROCKS! He is great... and loves posing for his mother who is never without her camera.
Proud as punch of Brenden... regardless of what his "coach" thinks of his skills.