A Letter To My Dad

A Letter To My Dad

Through the hard times we have been going through right now, I want to write an open letter to you giving thanks.

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Dear Dad,

I remember being annoyed at the amount of sports you signed me up for. I did it all, from baseball to basketball, and soccer to swimming. I even tried volleyball for one day. Although I never stuck with one of them and became the best at it, as I grew older I have become grateful for having gone through so many sports. Although, in the long run, I just realized I did not like any of them except for swimming, maybe, you made me realize from a young age how important it is to try everything.

Dad, I remember the frustration I would get from the pressure I had to make you proud. You never wanted me to settle at giving 100%, and, although it would get me angry and feel like you did not appreciate what I was giving, I was wrong. You always and still see so much potential me, and knowing I have at least one person who will always still believe in me keeps me going. You got me through elementary, middle, and high school. Now you are getting me through college and making sure I do not lose focus on what my end goal is.

You showed me what the true meaning of loyalty is, and that when a person loves you they will go beyond the extra mile for you. I have seen you do it for my mom, sister, and I. We could be going through the worst times but you will still make it work to make it feel like one of our good times. You have shown me what it is to fall and stand back up so many times and while I struggle with my own battles I just think about the ones you have won and how I can do the same. You are a reason as to why I stand up for my beliefs, because you raised me to defend what I believe in and not let others tell me how to think. You have made sure I stand up for something because, if I don't, then what will I have to fall back on?

I could go on about everything I am thankful for of you, but I'll save it for another day. Bottom line is: you are a role model for me and I appreciate everything you have done for me.

Love,

Your oldest daughter

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The Coach That Killed My Passion

An open letter to the coach that made me hate a sport I once loved.
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I fell in love with the game in second grade.

I lived for every practice and every game. I lived for the countless hours in the gym or my driveway perfecting every shot, every pass, and every move I could think of. Every night after dinner, I would go shoot and would not allow myself to go inside until I hit a hundred shots. I had a desire to play, to get better and to be the best basketball player I could possibly be.

I had many coaches between church leagues, rec leagues, personal coaches, basketball camps, middle school, and high school. Most of the coaches I had the opportunity to play for had a passion for the game like I did. They inspired me to never stop working. They would tell me I had a natural ability. I took pride in knowing that I worked hard and I took pride in the compliments that I got from my coaches and other parents. I always looked forward to the drills and, believe it or not, I even looked forward to the running. These coaches had a desire to teach, and I had a desire to learn through every good and bad thing that happened during many seasons. Thank you to the coaches that coached and supported me through the years.

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Along with the good coaches, are a few bad coaches. These are the coaches that focused on favorites instead of the good of the entire team. I had coaches that no matter how hard I worked, it would never be good enough for them. I had coaches that would take insults too far on the court and in the classroom.

I had coaches that killed my passion and love for the game of basketball.

When a passion dies, it is quite possibly the most heartbreaking thing ever. A desire you once had to play every second of the day is gone, it turns into dreading every practice and game. It turns into leaving every game with earphones in so other parents don't talk to you about it. It meant dreading school the next day due to everyone talking about the previous game. My passion was destroyed when a coach looked at me in the eyes and said, "You could go to any other school and start varsity, but you just can't play for me."

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Looking back now at the amount of tears shed after practices and games, I just want to say to this coach:

Making me feel bad about myself doesn't make me want to play and work hard for you, whether in the classroom or on the court. Telling me that, "Hard work always pays off," and not keeping that word doesn't make me want to work hard either. I spent every minute of the day focusing on making sure you didn't see the pain that I felt, and all of my energy was put towards that fake smile when I said I was OK with how you treated me. There are not words for the feeling I got when parents of teammates asked why I didn't play more or why I got pulled after one mistake, I simply didn't have an answer. The way you made me feel about myself and my ability to play ball made me hate myself, not only did you make me doubt my ability to play, but you also turned my teammates against me to where they didn't trust my abilities. I would not wish the pain you caused me on my greatest enemy. I pray that one day, eventually, when all of your players quit coming back that you realize that it isn't all about winning records. It's about the players.

You can have winning records without a good coach if you have a good team, but you won't have a team if you can't treat players with the respect they deserve.

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On a team with only 27 on the roster, which makes it the smallest team in the Pac-12, you wouldn't really expect such an explosive start to the season. Take a look at the improvements made, though, and you'll see why.

For starters, catcher Sam Ferri is back healthy and ready for this season to start with both pitchers Alec Marsh and RJ Dabovich, who've both thrown some great games, but if we're being honest here, have been a little inconsistent with a few errors, but have been backed up by the offense to get the job done.

On offense, Hunter Bishop and Spencer Torkelson are the ones to watch out for. Torkelson was named Pac-12 freshman of the year last year, after setting the Pac-12 freshman record of home runs. Now he's back with some deadly at-bat presence, as you can always expect a few RBIs from him, and also doing a great job at infield (#TorkBomb). Bishop's following suit, with major at-bats against Notre Dame, Michigan State, and Xavier.

Safe to say being ranked #23 right now is huge for a program that struggled majorly in the past seasons and has had some great players transfer out recently. Despite being faced with huge adversity before the season, this lineup is really producing some good stuff this year, and by being undefeated through the first month of play really exemplified that.

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