Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Hey, you in the bleachers...


How not to be an obnoxious youth sports fanBefore I altered this photo, you could see the most annoying fan ever encountered at a U9 recreational playoff game. She's between my son (catching) and the batter (white arrows point to her). She sat reclined in her chaise yelling – no, bellowing – no, heckling, even – for the entire game (except when she got up to use the porta potty).


When they were handing out trophies at the end of the game, I wished there was a "Most Obnoxious" award for her.


One thing I can thank her for is that she is the one who inspired this story: she was the tipping point, so to speak, after my 10+ years of experience with youth sports. (I kinda wished she'd have tipped over in that chair while she was knocking back the cocktails.)

Hey, you in the bleachers...


Too bad you think practice or game times are inconvenient, but the coaches are volunteers who most likely have other paying jobs. Can you imagine that your kid’s coach might have left work early and ducked out of a meeting so he can coach your kid and 10 or so other kids besides his own?


Who do you think preps the field before the game? If it’s your kid’s coach, perhaps you should get to the field 30 minutes before the game (when the players are supposed to arrive) and ask him if he needs any help.


Hey, you in the bleachers...


Umpires are human and at the U9 level – unless it’s a playoff game – they’re kids. This means you should do a better job of concealing your “expert” judgment of their calls. Chances are, they’ve taken umpire training and they actually play baseball, whereas you most likely have not and do not (and if you did, you'd certainly be more respectful).

Some 14-year-old umpires have been calling games for three seasons now, which is likely a lot more experienced than most of the fans in the bleachers (or even some of the coaches at the U9 level). You need to set the example for your kids to respect the umpire, which includes shaking his hand after the game in addition to the kids’ on the opposing team. Even if you don’t respect him, pretend you do. And if you can’t do that convincingly in front of your kids, make the point that while you don’t agree, you are still going to abide by the umpire’s decision, because that is how it works in baseball. The umpire is always right, even when he’s wrong.



Hey, you in the bleachers...


This is a local recreational baseball game, it isn’t the World Series. It isn’t even tournament baseball (though I have heard of one local team that stacks their team that way). It also isn’t your game, it’s your kid’s.

You are not standing in the batter’s box and you are not pitching. You are not deciding whether or not you can steal second and you are not the one in the outfield trying to figure out if you should go for a diving catch, let the ball hop once, or if it’s really the short stop’s play.

You do not need to pace up and down the first base line and coach your kid from the sidelines. He has a coach, and it’s not you. If you were the coach, you would not be sitting in your spectator chair, and swilling your morning cocktail, which I am sure you were doing given the way you were pounding it and how you became louder and louder as you tipped your travel cup at an ever-increasing angle.



Hey, you in the bleachers...


These players are just kids who are learning to play the game – and hopefully enjoy it. Help them love the game, not just love winning. Nothing will ruin a kid’s enjoyment of a sport more than a parent who is overly invested in the outcome or one who chastises him or offers unsolicited advice the whole way home from the field – or who leaves the game if his team is losing.


Some of the best things I have heard coaches tell their players – that are the right things for you in the bleachers to say, too – include, “good play,“ or “nice try.” Stick around after the game to let your kids share the victory or shake off the loss with their teammates. An impromptu home run derby or game of pickle is an excellent way for kids to ease into the next thing (with no worries about the car ride home).


Plus, you’ll have time to help the coach rebuild the pitcher’s mound and rake the batter’s box. 


 

5 comments:

  1. The arm chair or Monday morning quarterback parent does more damage to a youth player than almost anything else they experience, with the exception of a verbally abusive Coach. If you're only there 'For the Glory' of a 9 year old league championship, maybe your best bet is to drop your son or daughter and go grocery shopping for a few hours. Apparently the term 'I'm Living vicariously through my Child' should be on the back of your team T-shirt. You are not only an embarrassment to your self, you embarrass your child and your entire team fan base..

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  2. Oh my gosh! There are so many people who forget that the kids' baseball game is a... game! It's supposed to be fin for the kid. They need to relax, sit back,and cheer for their kid and then say, "I really like the way you (fill in something specific that the kid did, even if it's just "tried really hard and never gave up").

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  3. I agree! Thank you for your comment!

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  4. […] just stop coaching your kid from the sideline. Your kid has a coach and it isn’t you. (If it is you, you’re in the dugout or on the bench or at first or third base, and by all means, […]

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