"It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put into the giving." Mother Theresa
I absolutely LOVE watching my husband coach and the boys play, whom I have watched for basketball and baseball. Most of these boys I have watched for 2 seasons and I really enjoy their personalities and joy that they bring to my husband! They are very respectful and make me feel welcomed and wanted when I miss a game! Therefore, I could go to games just to go (like some other wives) but it means more when I go because I want to and love going!
It takes a lot for me to be positive but it is very important to stay positive with a coach because there are many negative aspects to the job they have. No matter if you win or lose a game someone is never happy with a decision made by you, the coach. While watching my attitude I also have to watch what I say and do. Unlike the parents I cannot make comments about players and their efforts because I am the wife.
Many times I struggle as a coach's wife but I wouldn't trade our life right now for anything else!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Our lives recently
Typical jobs are 40 hour weeks... coaching is a 70-80 hour week job. When you are working that much and still getting paid for a 40 hour job it is difficult to see the benefits.
My husband has been stressed lately and I thought it was just like normal people stress... well apparently NOT! This last Thursday, April 5th, Brent had been experiencing a tingling and numbing feeling in his right arm all day. By about 1:00 he complained of the numbing getting worse and then having chest pains. He decided to go to the ER to get checked out.
Meanwhile, I was at school giving a Benchmark for the last hour of school. My coworkers graciously let me go be with him. The ER ran an EKG test and the tests came back normal... but they explained that he has stress induced chest pains and needed to take things easy. The doctor was concerned about the amount of hours he was working and the health conditions for a 25 year old.
Unfortunately Friday morning one of Brent's (football) players was in a fatal car accident and devastated the entire community. We went to his candle lighting service Saturday night. People were getting up and sharing their stories of Ryan. I did not know the young man but the story Brent shared with me brought tears to my eyes. His moment was "I remember an away game we road on the bus together and he was asking me about Christianity." At this moment it made me realize how much more of an impact my husband was on young men! The weekend before a parent came up to me with a message for coach, "Tell him thank you for being such a godly role model to our son. He loves playing for him and can tell something is different about him; he in genuine and not a hypocrite. We informed him that when people are working to glorify God they are supposed to be different and coach has shown our son how that can be done." When I heard this chills were sent down my spine and a peace came over my body. I knew my husband was a big influence and many boys ask him questions daily but hearing from a parent was even more evident of his ministry that he has with these boys as their COACH.
At this week's game Brent had to get onto a parent during the game from the dugout because he could not seem to control himself or his comments. Luckily this particular family had respect for Brent and shut his mouth but it still caused quiet an uproar of surprised looks and thank you comments!
So all in all we have had a somewhat crazy week but nevertheless it is our lives!
Monday, April 2, 2012
Umpires...
Think of the famous line in Wizard of Oz... "Are you a good witch or a bad witch?" Well that's what goes through my mind as soon as I seen any umpire for the game each night.
Let me break down last week's umpires for you:
Tuesday- I have NEVER seen two umpires more obsessed about where the bats were, how close the coach's chair was out of the dugout, where the photographers could and couldn't be. They also made some weird calls that no one seemed to understand... from both sides. This was for both JV and Varsity games.
Friday- These guys were ok. The only big complaint parents and I seemed to find was the LOW and inconsistent strike zone for the Varsity game.
Saturday- Now this was an umpire I DID NOT LIKE! He was rude, inconsiderate and judgmental... and the game had not even started!
Let me give you a little inside information about myself, I am very pale and sun cautious because of the skin cancer that runs in my family and my precancerous moles removed not too long ago. Therefore I am pale and have a low self esteem about it... besides it's March, everyone who isn't baking in a bed is pale! Baseball games are my tanning time!
Ok, so back to Saturday's umpire... while I was waiting for the game to start I was sitting in my chair with shorts and a tank top on. He walked up to the fence and I quote "Dang, I know it is the beginning of the spring but DANG... I hope you put some lotion on those legs or you'll fry." As I sat and looked at the man, whom I didn't know, I thought of the nicest words to say since my husband is the coach of the game he will be calling soon. My response was "UMM, yes I do. I am not that stupid. I haven't been out yet this spring and it just got warm enough for shorts." I went on about my business and he went on behind the plate.
Not only did he insult me and embarrass me, but he made uncalled for comments to my husband about his team. Brent was playing people who either: 1) didn't play much, 2) didn't play the position he had them playing and 3) this was not an official game, so it didn't matter as much.
He didn't stop there though, he made ANOTHER comment about my pale legs in comparison to his ex-wife... let me emphasis the EX part. Well after watching and listening to the man all afternoon I understood why she was his ex, without meeting the lady!
Needless to say this last week's umpires were not my favorite but I know we can't always have the best of the best. The hardest thing for me is to always remember to bite my tongue because of who my husband is. I am a very vocal person about certain things and I like to be heard, this isn't always good as a coach's wife...
Let me break down last week's umpires for you:
Tuesday- I have NEVER seen two umpires more obsessed about where the bats were, how close the coach's chair was out of the dugout, where the photographers could and couldn't be. They also made some weird calls that no one seemed to understand... from both sides. This was for both JV and Varsity games.
Friday- These guys were ok. The only big complaint parents and I seemed to find was the LOW and inconsistent strike zone for the Varsity game.
Saturday- Now this was an umpire I DID NOT LIKE! He was rude, inconsiderate and judgmental... and the game had not even started!
Let me give you a little inside information about myself, I am very pale and sun cautious because of the skin cancer that runs in my family and my precancerous moles removed not too long ago. Therefore I am pale and have a low self esteem about it... besides it's March, everyone who isn't baking in a bed is pale! Baseball games are my tanning time!
Ok, so back to Saturday's umpire... while I was waiting for the game to start I was sitting in my chair with shorts and a tank top on. He walked up to the fence and I quote "Dang, I know it is the beginning of the spring but DANG... I hope you put some lotion on those legs or you'll fry." As I sat and looked at the man, whom I didn't know, I thought of the nicest words to say since my husband is the coach of the game he will be calling soon. My response was "UMM, yes I do. I am not that stupid. I haven't been out yet this spring and it just got warm enough for shorts." I went on about my business and he went on behind the plate.
Not only did he insult me and embarrass me, but he made uncalled for comments to my husband about his team. Brent was playing people who either: 1) didn't play much, 2) didn't play the position he had them playing and 3) this was not an official game, so it didn't matter as much.
He didn't stop there though, he made ANOTHER comment about my pale legs in comparison to his ex-wife... let me emphasis the EX part. Well after watching and listening to the man all afternoon I understood why she was his ex, without meeting the lady!
Needless to say this last week's umpires were not my favorite but I know we can't always have the best of the best. The hardest thing for me is to always remember to bite my tongue because of who my husband is. I am a very vocal person about certain things and I like to be heard, this isn't always good as a coach's wife...
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